Sir James Paul McCartney, MBE, Hon RAM, FRCM (born 18 June 1942) is an English musician, singer-songwriter and composer. Formerly of the Beatles (1960–1970) and Wings (1971–1981), he has been described by Guinness World Records as "The Most Successful Composer and Recording Artist of All Time", with 60 gold discs and sales of over 100 million albums and 100 million singles. With John Lennon, George Harrison, and Ringo Starr, he gained worldwide fame as a member of the Beatles, and with Lennon formed one of the most celebrated songwriting partnerships of the 20th century. After leaving the Beatles, he began a solo career and later formed the band Wings with his first wife, Linda Eastman, and singer-songwriter Denny Laine.
According to the BBC, his Beatles song "Yesterday" has been covered by over 2,200 artists—more than any other song. Wings' 1977 release, "Mull of Kintyre", became one of the best-selling singles ever in the UK, and he is "the most successful songwriter" in UK chart history, according to Guinness. As a songwriter or co-writer, he is included on thirty-one number one titles on the Billboard Hot 100, and as of 2012 he has sold over 15.5 million RIAA certified units in the United States.
SILENT before the jury
Returning no word to the judge when he asked me
If I had aught to say against the sentence,
Only shaking my head.
What could I say to people who thought
That a woman of thirty-five was at fault
When her lover of nineteen killed her husband?
Even though she had said to him over and over,
"Go away, Elmer, go far away,
I have maddened your brain with the gift of my body:
You will do some terrible thing."
And just as I feared, he killed my husband;
With which I had nothing to do, before
God Silent for thirty years in prison
And the iron gates of Joliet
Swung as the gray and silent trusties
Carried me out in a coffin.
Walking up the hill tonight, and you have closed your eyes.
I wish I didn't have to make all those mistakes and be wise.
Please try to be patient and know that I'm still learning.
I'm sorry that you have to see the strength inside me burning.
Where are you, my angel, now? Don't you see me crying?
And I know that you can't do it all, but you can't say I'm not trying.
I'm on my knees in front of him, but he doesn't seem to see me.
With all his troubles on his mind, he's looking right through me.
And I'm letting myself down by satisfying you.
And I wish that you could see I have my troubles, too.
Looking at you sleeping, I'm with the man I know.
And I'm sitting here weeping, while the hours pass so slow.
And I know that in the morning I have to let you go.
And you'll be just a man once I used to know
before these past few days; someone I don't recognize.
This isn't all my fault. When will you realize?
Looking at you leaving, I'm looking for a sign.
Michael couldn't understand why people shook him by the hand then laughed at
him and talked behind his back. Michael didn't know the rules. Abused,
confused at all the schools they sent him to - gave him the view to leave.
Michaels' got a gun. Now he's living on the hill. Watch the people run,
shooting down the kids at play. He'll teach them all to stay away. Mothers
screaming, running round... No-one laughs at Michael now!
Out the classroom window stood a hill which made him feel so good. He
thought he'd like to have it as a home. People never spoke to him. Ignored,
deplored, he got so bored. He ran away and bought himself a gun.
Michael lay down in the sun. Perhaps he'd put away the gun if only they
would leave him quite alone. No-one heard his point of view, the crowd of
vigilantes grew so Michael used the gun just one last time. Now he's
buried on the hill.
The children have grown, they’ve gone beyond and over
the hill
No one thinks they’re coming back, but I know they
will.
Thirty-eight years, they’ve been away now,
When they come home they’ll have looks to kill.
But knowledge to save the next generation from fallin’
in the well.
They’ll stay afloat with love and patience, laughter
and hope
And music to dance with- hell, you can dance all you
want to.
‘Cause I’m not young, I’ll never be old.
A hundred beads put on her string for each year she’s
been living, yea.
It’s asleep in her hand, along with her wedding ring
and her will.
She throws it behind her, and strips down ‘til there’s
nothing left
But the freckled skin she was born in,
She takes off running, to come sing with me
On the other side of the hill.
‘Cause I’m not young, I’ll never be old.
(Musical interlude)
The children have grown, they’ve gone beyond and over
the hill
No one thinks they’re coming back, but I know they
will.
Thirty-eight years, they’ve been away now,
When they come home they’ll have looks to kill.
But knowledge to save the next generation from fallin’
in the well.
They’ll stay afloat with love and patience, laughter
and hope
And music to dance to- hell, you can dance all you want
We look at the summer sun yellow and round
So we go out to the hill and we lie down
Oh but one sits in the corner
Trying to find a way
And alright let's go outside
And rise rise rise to the meaning of life
And we're trying, but we're all falling out
I want to go back to olden times
Looking back, looking out at different things
We flew too high, let the sun burn our wings
We never thought it would be us
But it all can fast turn to dust
And alright let's go outside
And rise rise rise to the meaning of life
And we're trying, but we're all falling out
I want to go back to olden times
And alright let's go outside
And rise rise rise to the meaning of life
And we're trying, but we're all falling out
I want to go back to olden times
Say what I know
You keep it low
If I give you my word would you keep it
Say what I know
You keep it low
You're shit at keeping secrets
Say what I know
You keep it low
If I give you my word would you keep it
Say what I know
You keep it low
You're shit at keeping secrets
And alright let's go outside
And rise rise rise to the meaning of life
And we're trying, but we're all falling out
Out of your mind, got to be blind
Killers and martyrs with blood in their eyes
Chancers and gangsters with hearts cold as ice
Jesus can save, did nobody say
Beggars and soldiers who dress up and kill
Count all the children who died on your hill
Nobody cares, nobody sees
All of your causes they don't mean a fuck
All you can show us is blood hate and guns
Judas still lives, he hides on the net
Killers and martyrs who live by the gun
Make no impressions they just hit and run
I don't mind if my mind
Paranoid hit the light
Feel the pulse living grief
Do I love or do I hate
Separate
In another time another world
I don't know where I go, going up
Going down,
Rolling down the hill, well you will
Rolling down the hill, where we belong
Grease it up, slip it in
Lift me up, take my hand, you gotta understand
In another time another world
I don't know where I go, going up
Going down rolling down the hill
I'm breaking up again to the grind
Can't decide, wrong or right
Warming up seek the heat, while I'm bare feet
In another time another world
I don't know where I go, going up
Going down rolling down the hill