Babel Beatles LXXXIV: I Am The Walrus

I am as you are me and we are all together
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly
I cry

Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come
Company T-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Dude, you’re a bad boy, let’s face long
I am the Eggman, they are the egg men
I am the walrus, goo goo g’joob

Mister city policeman sitting
Police pretty in queue
See how they fly like Lucy in the Sky see how they work
I cry I cry
I cry I cry

On the yellow cream, drops in the eyes of a dead dog
Pescade Crabalocker, pornographic priestess
Chico, who has been a bad boy, you let your pants down
I am the Eggman, 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 does not rise, you get a tan to appear in the English rain.
I am the Eggman, they are the egg men
I am the walrus, goo goo goo g’joob g’goo g’joob

Expert writers, choking smokers
Do not you think the joker laughs at you?
See how they smile like pigs in a sty
See how they snider
I cry

Bran, climbing the Eiffel Tower
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna
The man must have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe
I am the Eggman, they are the egg men
I am the walrus, goo goo goo g’joob g’goo g’joob
Goo goo goo g’joob g’goo g’goo g’joob

(Entrada número 84 en el proyecto Babel Beatles)