Alright, let's try it from the top. adjusts his glasses, peering at the sheet music "I've Got a Feeling" again. John, Paul—you two on vocals.

slouching low in his chair, cigarette dangling Yeah, yeah. Feels like we're bleeding it dry already.

bouncing on the balls of his feet, bass in hand We'll get it right. Just needs a bit more energy. Come on, lads.

glancing over You ready there, YN? Or you still frozen from outside?