The Beatles – I Am The Walrus

The Beatles – I Am The Walrus Lyrics

Artist: The Beatles
Song: I Am The Walrus

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 a corn flake
Waiting for the van to come
Corporation T-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday

Man you’ve been a naughty boy
You let your face grow long
I am the egg man
They are the egg men

I am the walrus
Goo goo g’joob
Mister City policeman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row

See how they fly like Lucy in the sky, see how they run
I’m crying, I’m crying
I’m crying, I’m crying
Yellow matter custard

Dripping from a dead dog’s eye
Crabalocker fishwife, p#rnographic priestess
Boy, you’ve been a naughty girl, you let your knickers down
I am the egg man

They are the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g’joob
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
I am the egg man (now good sir)

They are the egg men (a poor man, made tame to fortune’s blows)
I am the walrus
Goo goo g’joob, goo goo goo g’joob (good pity)
Expert, texpert choking smokers

Don’t you think the joker laughs at you (ho ho ho, hee hee hee, hah hah hah)
See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snide
I’m crying
Semolina Pilchard

Climbing up the Eiffel tower
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allen Poe
I am the egg man

They are the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g’joob, goo goo goo g’joob
Goo goo g’joob, goo goo goo g’joob, goo

Joob, joob, jooba
Jooba, jooba, jooba
Joob, jooba
Joob, jooba

Umpa, umpa, stick it up your jumper (jooba, jooba)
Umpa, umpa, stick it up your jumper
Everybody’s got one (umpa, umpa)
Everybody’s got one (stick it up your jumper)

Everybody’s got one (umpa, umpa)
Everybody’s got one (stick it up your jumper)
Everybody’s got one (umpa, umpa)
Everybody’s got one (stick it up your jumper)

Everybody’s got one (umpa, umpa)
Everybody’s got one (stick it up your jumper)
Everybody’s got one (umpa, umpa)
Everybody’s got one (stick it up your jumper)

Everybody’s got one (umpa, umpa)
Slave
Thou hast slain me
Villain, take my purse

If I ever
Bury my body
The letters which though find’st about me
To Edmund Earl of Gloucester

Seek him out upon the British Party
O untimely death
I know thee well
A serviceable villain, as duteous to the vices of thy mistress

As badness would desire
What, is is he dead?
Sit you down, Father, rest you
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From the album:
Magical Mystery Tour
Release Year: 1967