The Beatles — I Am The Walrus (Lennon/McCartney)

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly,
I’m crying.

Sitting on corn-flake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation t-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday.
Man you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.

I am the eggman oh, they are the eggmen oh,
I am the walrus, goo goo g’joob.

Mr City policeman sitting pretty little policeman in a row,
See how they fly like Lucy in the sky, see how they run,
I’m crying.

Yellow matter custard dripping from a dead dog’s eye.
Crabalocker fishwife pornographic priestess
Boy you been a naughty girl, you let your knikers down.

Sitting in an English garden, waiting for the sun.
If the sun don’t come, you get a tan from standing in the English rain.

Expert texpert choking smokers,
Don’t you think the joker laughs at you?
See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snied,
I’m crying.

Semolina pilchard climbing up the Eiffel Tower.
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna,
Man you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe.

Oompah, oompah, stick it up your jumper…

Ev’rybody’s got one, ev’rybody’s got one…

«Villain, take my purse,
if ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body,
and give the letter which thou find’st about to Edmund, Earl of Gloster,
Seek him out upon the british party,
0′ untimely death!»

«I know thee well,
A serviceable villain,
as duteous to the vices of my mistress
as badness would desire»

«What, is he dead?»
«Sit you down, Father, rest you»