J.Lennon, P.McCartney
The Beatles
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 cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday.
Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
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, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
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 eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob.
Expert textpert 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 Hari Krishna.
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob.
Goo goo g'joob g'goo goo g'joob g'goo... (etc.)
6-ой трек из альбома "Magical Mystery Tour" (1967),
песня вышла также на сингле.
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J.Lennon, P.McCartney
The Beatles
She was a working girl north of England way
Now she's hit the big time in the USA
And if she could only hear me this is what I'd say
Honey pie, you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy
So won't you please come home?
Oh honey pie, my position is tragic
Come and show me the magic
Of your Hollywood song
You became a legend of the silver screen
And now the thought of meeting you
Makes me weak in the knee
Oh honey pie, you are driving me frantic
Sail across the Atlantic
To be where you belong
Honey pie, come back to me
I like it like that, ooh ah
I like this kinda hot kinda music, hot kinda music
Play it to me, play it to me honey with blues
Will the wind that blew her boat across the sea
Kindly send her sailing back to me?
Now honey pie, you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy
So won't you please come home?
Come, come back to me honey pie
Honey pie, honey pie
26-ой трек (2D) из альбома "The Beatles" (1968).
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Carl Perkins
The Beatles
Well how come you say you will when you won't?
Say you do, baby, when you don't?
Let me know, honey, how you feel
Tell the truth now, is love real?
But uh uh, well honey don't
Well honey don't, honey don't
Honey don't, honey don't
Say you will when you won't, uh uh, honey don't
Well I love you baby and you oughta know
I like the way that you wear your clothes
Everything about you is so doggone sweet
You got that sand all over your feet
But uh uh, well honey don't
Honey don't, honey don't
Honey don't, honey don't
Say you will when you won't, uh uh, honey don't
Oh rock on George, one time for me
I feel fine, I'm sad
Well sometimes I'll love you on a Saturday night
Sunday morning you don't look right
You been out painting the town
Uh uh, baby been steppin' around
But uh huh, well honey don't
I said honey don't, honey don't
Honey don't, honey don't
Say you will when you won't, uh uh, honey don't
Oh, rock on George for Ringo one time
Well honey don't, well honey don't
A little little honey don't
Say you will when you won't, uh uh, honey don't
10-ый трек (3В) из альбома "Beatles for Sale" (1964).
Песня впервые исполнена Carl Perkins (1956).
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