Nobody Told me / John Lennon

In George’s room I plug my guitar in, finding the chords by ear, his walkman tuned to FM radio. I hear the amp around the headphones.

There’s a place for us in movies, you just gotta lay around

It is fall. I have missed my big chance but I am convinced there will be many more. Or at least some more. But maybe one’s all you get. Some people know when they’re 20, most of us don’t.