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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 pigs from a gun, see how they fly
I'm crying
Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come
Corporation T-shirt, stupid Tuesday
Man, you've been a naughty boy, you let your grow long
I am the Eggman
They are the Eggmen
I am the Walrus
Goo-goo-ga-joob
Mister city, policeman sitting, pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like in the Sky, see how they run
I'm crying
I'm cry---ing
I'm crying
I'm cry---ing
Yellow matter custard dripping from a dead dog's eye
fishwife, priestess
Boy, you've a naughty girl, you let your knickers down
I am the Eggman
They are the Eggmen
I am the Walrus
Goo-goo-ga-joob
Sitting in an garden, waiting for the sun
If the sun don't come you get a tan from standing in the rain
I am the Eggman
They are the Eggmen
I am the Walrus
Goo-goo-ga-joob-goo-goo-goo-ga-joob
Expert texpert, choking smokers
Don't you think the Joker laughs at you?
Ho-ho-ho-hee-hee-hee-ha-ha-ha
See how they like pigs in a sty, see how they snide
I'm crying
Semolina pilchard up the Eiffel Tower
Elementary penguin Hare Krishna
Man, you should've seen 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 your joompah
Oompah, oompah, stick it up your joompah
Oompah, oompah, stick it up 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.'
King Lear Act Four, Scene 6, lines 249-259:]
Oswald: Slave, thou hast slain me. Villain, take my purse.
If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body
And the letters which you find'st about me
To Edmund, of Gloucester. Seek him out
Upon the English party. O, death!
Death! [He dies]
I thee well: a serviceable villain, As to the vices of thy mistress As badness would desire.
Gloucester: What, is he dead?
Sit you down, father. Rest you. [Gloucester sits.]
See how run pigs from a gun, see how they fly
I'm crying
Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come
Corporation T-shirt, stupid Tuesday
Man, you've been a naughty boy, you let your grow long
I am the Eggman
They are the Eggmen
I am the Walrus
Goo-goo-ga-joob
Mister city, policeman sitting, pretty little policemen in a row
See how they fly like in the Sky, see how they run
I'm crying
I'm cry---ing
I'm crying
I'm cry---ing
Yellow matter custard dripping from a dead dog's eye
fishwife, priestess
Boy, you've a naughty girl, you let your knickers down
I am the Eggman
They are the Eggmen
I am the Walrus
Goo-goo-ga-joob
Sitting in an garden, waiting for the sun
If the sun don't come you get a tan from standing in the rain
I am the Eggman
They are the Eggmen
I am the Walrus
Goo-goo-ga-joob-goo-goo-goo-ga-joob
Expert texpert, choking smokers
Don't you think the Joker laughs at you?
Ho-ho-ho-hee-hee-hee-ha-ha-ha
See how they like pigs in a sty, see how they snide
I'm crying
Semolina pilchard up the Eiffel Tower
Elementary penguin Hare Krishna
Man, you should've seen 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 your joompah
Oompah, oompah, stick it up your joompah
Oompah, oompah, stick it up 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.'
King Lear Act Four, Scene 6, lines 249-259:]
Oswald: Slave, thou hast slain me. Villain, take my purse.
If ever thou wilt thrive, bury my body
And the letters which you find'st about me
To Edmund, of Gloucester. Seek him out
Upon the English party. O, death!
Death! [He dies]
I thee well: a serviceable villain, As to the vices of thy mistress As badness would desire.
Gloucester: What, is he dead?
Sit you down, father. Rest you. [Gloucester sits.]
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