“Strawberry Fields Forever.” You just got back from the big marching band trip to New York City.
“Hey Jude.” You are a classic rock DJ who needs seven minutes of uninterrupted bathroom time.
“Something.” You’re the undisputed makeout king.
“Yesterday.” It’s been a month, man. She’s gone. Pull yourself together. Take a shower for God’s sake.
“Let It Be.” You’re a piano teacher, but you’re a cool piano teacher, who can play songs like this to show the kids that the piano isn’t just Beethoven and scales.
“Do You Want to Know a Secret?” You’re 65. This is your bedroom jam.
“Here Comes the Sun.” To seem more interesting you told your crush your favorite Beatle is George (even though it’s Paul) and then you had to do your research.
“I Am the Walrus.” You just dropped acid for the first time.
“Across the Universe.” You just dropped acid for the second time.
“Penny Lane.” You’re way too into Almost Famous.
“Yellow Submarine.” You’re five. Put Daddy’s iPhone back on the nightstand before he wakes up or you’re going to be in big trouble, mister.
“Octopus’s Garden.” You’re Ringo Starr.
“Twist and Shout.” You’re Ferris Bueller.
“I Want You.” You’re lying.
“Back in the USSR.” You’re an early ‘90s comedian trying and failing to write a joke about how this song should now be called “Back in the Collection of Independent States That Used to Be Part of the Soviet Union.”
“Gimme Shelter.” That’s a Rolling Stones song. Also, you’re Martin Scorsese.