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Текст: Die Toten Hosen. I Am The Walrus.

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 egg man
They 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
Boy, you been a naughty girl
You let your knickers down

I am the egg man
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 don't come, you get a tan
From standing in the English rain

I am the egg man
They are the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob

Expert textpert, choking smokers
Don't you thing the joker laughs at you?
See how they smile like pigs in a sty
See how they snide, I'm crying

Semolina Pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna
Man, you should have seen them
Kicking Edgar Allen Poe

I am the egg man
They are the egg men
I am the walrus
Goo goo g'joob, goo goo g'joob
Goo goo g'joob, goo goo g'joob