When I grow up I want to be the Beatles

I am becoming really nervous all the time about the person I am becoming. 


I mean, this is it, isn't it? "When I grow up I want to be the Beatles" and all that stuff. This is when you know, right? 
I am relying on Marc Bolan at the moment. Ride it on out like a bird in the skyways, ride it on out like you were a bird.  I mean, I don't want to be a wus. As in, I always maintained that it was Bob Dylan who described the Beatles most perfectly in his book: 

"The radio was on from beyond a wall and the sound was coming through the static. The Beatles were singing “Do You Want To Know A Secret.” They were so easy to accept, so solid. I remembered when they first came out. They offered intimacy and companionship like no other group. Their songs would create an empire. It seemed like a long time ago. “Do You Want To Know A Secret.” A perfect 50’s sappy love ballad and nobody but them could do it. Somehow there was nothing wussy about it. The Beatles blasted away."

Solid and intimate and just in general blasting away through the static, you know? But the thing is, John said:


"Don't you think the Beatles gave every sodden thing they had to be the Beatles?"


I just want to give every sodden thing I have, you know? Why fucking beat around the bush?