What?

I'm a criminal
You're a criminal
We're all criminals
and so are they

A half full glass
is still half empty
I know what I'm talking about
and I'm allways right

What's your problem?
What's my problem?
Why are we here?
What do we want?

The yellow submarine has gone
It's nowhere to be seen
The world has never been for fun
though it allways should have been

I'm writing what I want to write
As all of us should do
Who's to say what's good or bad?
Not I, nor they, nor you