This is for all those "law-abiding gun owners" who think that, if they have to face down a bad guy, they'll whip out their piece and blow the sucker away, just like Clint or Ah-nold or Sly or Bruce Willis. Right, they won't be so slow in realizing that they have a gun they can use that, when they do reach for it, they'll find their pockets wet -- with blood or urine? -- before they can even pull the gun out, let alone fire it. The original version of this song, of course, was written by Sir Cute One, Paul McCartney, whose girlfriend at the time, Jane Asher, was Peter's brother. Peter Asher later became Linda Ronstadt's producer, so, as you can see, he peaked at age 20.

John Lennon may have been writing satire, but, as he later found out, happiness is NOT a warm gun.