I Am the Walrus (Live Glasgow Cathouse June '94) [Remastered] Lyrics

What's up?
What's up?
Don't matter if it's out of tune
Doesn't matter?
Doesn't matter if it's out of tune, 'cause your cool
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 tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Man, you've been a naughty boy
You let your face grow long
I am the egg man
We 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, pornographic priestess
Man, you been a naughty girl
You let your knickers down
I am the egg man
We are the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob, g'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
'Cause I am the egg man
We are the egg men
And 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 pilchards
Climbing up the Eiffel Tower
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna
Man, you should have seen them
Kicking Edgar Allan Poe
I am the egg man
We are the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob, g'goo goo g'joob
Goo goo g'joob, g'goo goo g'joob, g'goo
Joob, joob, joo-bah
G'joob, joob, joo-bah
G'joob, joob, joo-bah
G'joob, joob, joo-bah
G'joob, joob, joo-bah