AMEN! Worst piece of tripe ever written!
“Imagine” is the worst song ever written. Laughably bad. In a class by itself.
“We are the world” is second.
“It’s small world” is also second. A tie for awfulage.
And yet, it is still the last song played over the loudspeakers before midnight in Times Square on New Year's Eve.
I gotta bring it up again—laughed when I read one of the “Letters FROM The Editor” in National Lampoon:
Dear Sirs:
Imagine no possessions. What a terrible, terrible
thought.
Yoko Ono
New York City
(also: Dear Sirs:
Something in the way he moves me.
George Harrison’s Bowel
Somewhere In England)