With a gravity, reverence and sense of occasion that hasn’t been seen since the Levites rolled out the Ark of the Covenant, the complete lyrics of Paul McCartney are published at last: nearly 900 shiny pages of the songs, from All My Loving to Your Mother Should Know, alongside their creator’s explanatory notes. The words are given a newly designed typeface called Rigby (as in Eleanor) and supplemented by photos of McCartney, his family, other Beatles, friends, ex-girlfriends, wives and children, plus scribbled first drafts, pencilled music scores and adoring fan letters, the whole gallimaufry squeezed into two breezeblock-sized hardbacks, sheathed in a monochrome slipcase and yours for the price of a train ride from Euston to Liverpool Lime Street.
Do the words alone
