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I Am The Walrus 
Medium
by The Beatles
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I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together
See how run like from a gun, see how fly
I'm crying
Sitting on a cornflake, 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 Eggman
They are the Eggmen
I am the Walrus
Goo-goo-ga-joob
Mister city, sitting, pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly in the Sky, see how they run
I'm crying
I'm cry---ing
I'm crying
I'm cry---ing
Yellow custard dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess
Boy, you've a naughty girl, you let your knickers down
I am the Eggman
are the Eggmen
I am the Walrus
Goo-goo-ga-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 Eggman
are the Eggmen
I am the Walrus
Goo-goo-ga-joob-goo-goo-goo-ga-joob
texpert, choking smokers
Don't you think the Joker at you?
Ho-ho-ho-hee-hee-hee-ha-ha-ha
See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snide
I'm crying
Semolina pilchard climbing up the Tower
singing Hare Krishna
Man, you should've seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe
I am the Eggman
They are the Eggmen
I am the Walrus
Goo-goo-ga-joob-goo-goo-goo-ga-joob
Goo-goo-ga-joob-goo-goo-goo-ga-joob
Goo-goo-ga-joob-goo-goo-goo-ga-joob
Juba, juba, juba
Juba, juba
Juba, juba
Juba, juba, stick it up joompah
Oompah, oompah, stick it up your joompah
Oompah, oompah, stick it up your joompah
Everyone's got one
Oompah, oompah, stick it up your joompah
Everyone's got one
Everyone's got one
Everyone's got one
Oompah, oompah, stick it up your joompah
Oompah, oompah, stick it up joompah…
[Here's the Shakespeare that occurs at the end of 'I Am The Walrus.'
Lear Act Four, 6, lines 249-259:]
Slave, hast slain me. Villain, take my purse.
If ever thou wilt thrive, my body
And give the letters you find'st about me
To Edmund, Earl of Gloucester. Seek him out
Upon the English party. O, death!
Death! [He dies]
Edgar: I thee well: a serviceable villain, As duteous to the vices of thy As badness would desire.
Gloucester: What, is he dead?
Edgar: Sit you down, father. Rest you. [Gloucester sits.]
See how run like from a gun, see how fly
I'm crying
Sitting on a cornflake, 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 Eggman
They are the Eggmen
I am the Walrus
Goo-goo-ga-joob
Mister city, sitting, pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly in the Sky, see how they run
I'm crying
I'm cry---ing
I'm crying
I'm cry---ing
Yellow custard dripping from a dead dog's eye
Crabalocker fishwife, pornographic priestess
Boy, you've a naughty girl, you let your knickers down
I am the Eggman
are the Eggmen
I am the Walrus
Goo-goo-ga-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 Eggman
are the Eggmen
I am the Walrus
Goo-goo-ga-joob-goo-goo-goo-ga-joob
texpert, choking smokers
Don't you think the Joker at you?
Ho-ho-ho-hee-hee-hee-ha-ha-ha
See how they smile like pigs in a sty, see how they snide
I'm crying
Semolina pilchard climbing up the Tower
singing Hare Krishna
Man, you should've seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe
I am the Eggman
They are the Eggmen
I am the Walrus
Goo-goo-ga-joob-goo-goo-goo-ga-joob
Goo-goo-ga-joob-goo-goo-goo-ga-joob
Goo-goo-ga-joob-goo-goo-goo-ga-joob
Juba, juba, juba
Juba, juba
Juba, juba
Juba, juba, stick it up joompah
Oompah, oompah, stick it up your joompah
Oompah, oompah, stick it up your joompah
Everyone's got one
Oompah, oompah, stick it up your joompah
Everyone's got one
Everyone's got one
Everyone's got one
Oompah, oompah, stick it up your joompah
Oompah, oompah, stick it up joompah…
[Here's the Shakespeare that occurs at the end of 'I Am The Walrus.'
Lear Act Four, 6, lines 249-259:]
Slave, hast slain me. Villain, take my purse.
If ever thou wilt thrive, my body
And give the letters you find'st about me
To Edmund, Earl of Gloucester. Seek him out
Upon the English party. O, death!
Death! [He dies]
Edgar: I thee well: a serviceable villain, As duteous to the vices of thy As badness would desire.
Gloucester: What, is he dead?
Edgar: Sit you down, father. Rest you. [Gloucester sits.]
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