Song List
Magical Mystery Tour
The Fool On The Hill
Flying
Blue Jay Way
Your Mother Should Know
I Am The Walrus
Hello Goodbye
Strawberry Fields Forever
Penny Lane
Baby You're A Rich Man
All You Need Is Love
Magical Mystery Tour (Lennon/McCartney)--When the Beatles started recording this song, barely any of it was written.
Roll up, roll up for the Magical Mystery Tour,
Roll up--Roll up for the Mystery Tour.
The Magical Mystery Tour is waiting to take you away,
Roll up--Roll up for the Mystery Tour.
The Magical Mystery Tour is hoping to take you away,
Ahh, the Magical Mystery Tour.
(Roll up) I've got an invitation (Roll up for the Mystery Tour)
The Magical Mystery Tour is coming to take you away,
The Fool on the Hill (Lennon/McCartney)--Another of John's favorite lyrics of Paul's. (Did that make ANY sense?)
Day after day, alone on a hill,
Well on the way, head in a cloud,
And nobody seems to like him,
Oh, round and round and round and round and round.
He never listens to them,
Oh, round and round and round and round and round.
Flying (Lennon/McCartney/Harrison/Starr)--The first and only Beatles song with all four getting writing credits.
(Instrumental) webmistress' note: but I'm sure, on the right substance, you could hear lyrics...
Blue Jay Way (Harrison)--Written when George was waiting for Derek Taylor in LA, and sure enough, it was foggy and he didn't want his friend to get lost and take too long.
There's a fog upon L.A.,
Please don't be long,
Well, it only goes to show,
Please don't be long,
Now it's past my bed, I know,
Please don't be long,
Please don't be long,
Please don't be long,
Please don't be long,
Don't be long--don't be long--don't be long
Your Mother Should Know (Lennon/McCartney)--In the performance of this song in the movie, Paul wears a black carnation while the other group members wear white...but does it mean that Paul is dead?
Let's all get up and dance to a song
Let's all get up and dance to a song
Lift up your hearts and sing me a song
Your mother should know,
Though she was born a long long time ago,
I Am The Walrus (Lennon/McCartney)--Talk about some f**ked-up lyrics...yowza...
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen,
Mister city policeman sitting pretty, little policemen in a row.
Yellow matter custard dripping from a dead dog's eye.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen,
Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun,
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen,
Expert texpert choking smokers,
Semolina pilchard climbing up the Eiffel Tower.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen,
Hello Goodbye (Lennon/McCartney)--I've got some great choreography to go with this song...no, really, I do...and it's not just imitating the hula girls...
You say yes, I say no,
I say high, you say low.
Why, why, why, why, why, why do you say
You say yes (I say yes), I say no, (but I mean no)
Oh no,
Heba, heba hello.
Strawberry Fields Forever (Lennon/McCartney)--The "cranberry sauce" that John mentions at the end was misheard as "I buried Paul"...must've been the brown acid...
Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Living is easy with eyes closed,
Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
No one I think is in my tree.
Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Always, no, sometimes, think it's me.
Let me take you down 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.
Penny Lane (Lennon/McCartney)--A trip through Liverpool...feels like you're there, eh?
Penny Lane, there is a barber showing photographs
On the corner is a banker with a motor car.
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
In Penny Lane, there is a fireman with an hourglass,
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
Behind the shelter in the middle of a roundabout,
Penny Lane, the barber shaves another customer.
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes.
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes,
Baby You're A Rich Man (Lennon/McCartney)--John wrote the bit about the "beautiful people" and Paul wrote the chorus. Duh.
How does it feel to be one of the beautiful people?
How does it feel to be one of the beautiful people?
Baby you're a rich man, baby you're a rich man,
How does it feel to be one of the beautiful people?
Baby you're a rich man, baby you're a rich man,
Step right this way!
Roll up--Roll up for the Mystery Tour
(Roll up) I've got an invitation (Roll up for the Mystery Tour)
(Roll up) To make a reservation (Roll up for the Mystery Tour).
Waiting to take your away.
Roll up--Roll up for the Mystery Tour
(Roll up) We got everything you need (Roll up for the Mystery Tour).
(Roll up) Satisfaction guaranteed (Roll up for the Mystery Tour).
Hoping to take you away.
Roll up--Roll up for the Mystery Tour
(Roll up) To make a reservation (Roll up for the Mystery Tour).
Coming to take you away.
The Magical Mystery Tour is dying to take you away,
Dying to take you away--take you today.
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still.
But nobody wants to know him,
They can see that he's just a fool,
And he never gives an answer.
But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head see the world spinning 'round.
The man of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud.
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sound he appears to make,
And he never seems to notice.
But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head see the world spinning 'round.
They can tell what he wants to do,
And he never shows his feelings.
But the fool on the hill sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head see the world spinning 'round.
He knows that they're the fools.
They don't like him.
The fool on the hill sees the sun going down,
And the eyes in his head see the world spinning 'round.
And my friends have lost their way.
"We'll be over soon," they said.
Now they've lost themselves instead.
Please don't you be very long.
Please don't be long, for I may be asleep.
And I told them where to go.
Ask a policeman on the street,
There's so many there to meet.
Please don't you be very long.
Please don't be long, for I may be asleep.
And I'd really like to go.
Soon will be the break of day
Sitting here in Blue Jay Way
Please don't you be very long.
Please don't be long, for I may be asleep.
Please don't you be very long.
Please don't be long.
Please don't you be very long.
Please don't be long.
Please don't you be very long.
Please don't be long.
Don't be long--don't be long--don't be long
Don't be long.
That was a hit before your mother was born.
Though she was born a long long time ago,
Your mother should know,
Your mother should know.
Sing it again!
That was a hit before your mother was born.
Though she was born a long long time ago,
Your mother should know,
Your mother should know.
That was a hit before your mother was born.
Through she was born a long long time ago,
Your mother should know,
Your mother should know.
Your mother should know.
Your mother should know,
Your mother should know.
Sing it again!
Your mother should know,
Your mother should know.
Your mother should know,
Your mother should know.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
I'm crying.
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday,
Man, you been a naughty boy,
You let your face grow long.
I am the walrus, goo goo ga joob.
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.
Crabalocker fishwife pornographic priestess,
Boy you been a naughty girl,
You let your knickers down.
I am the walrus, goo goo ga joob.
If the sun don't come,
You get your tan from standing in the English rain.
I am the walrus, goo goo ga joob.
Don't you think the joker laughs at you?
(Ho ho ho hee hee hee ha ha ha)
See how they smile, like pigs in a sty,
See how they snied.
I'm crying.
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna,
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allen Poe.
I am the walrus, goo goo ga joob ga goo goo ga joob
goo goo ga joob ga goo goo ga joob ga goo
joob joob joob joob joob joob joob
joob joob joob joob joob
You say stop, and I say go go go.
Oh no,
You say goodbye, and I say hello.
Hello, hello.
I don't know why you say goodbye,
I say hello, hello, hello.
I don't know why you say goodbye,
I say hello.
You say why and I say I don't know,
Oh no,
You say goodbye, and I say hello.
Hello, hello.
I don't know why you say goodbye,
I say hello.
Good bye, goodbye bye bye bye bye,
Oh no,
You say goodbye, and I say hello.
Hello, hello.
I don't know why you say goodbye,
I say hello.
Hello, hello.
I don't know why you say goodbye,
I say hello.
You say stop (I can stop) and I say go go go (it's time to go).
You say goodbye, and I say hello.
Hello, hello.
I don't know why you say goodbye,
I say hello.
Hello, hello.
I don't know why you say goodbye,
I say hello.
Hello, hello, hello.
Heba, heba hello.
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.
Misunderstanding all you see.
It's getting hard to be someone, but it all works out.
It doesn't matter much to me.
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.
I mean, it must be high or low.
That is you can't, you know, tune in,
But it's all right. That is, I think it's not too bad.
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever.
But you know I know when it's a dream.
I think, er, no, I mean, er, yes, but's it's all wrong.
That is I think I disagree.
Nothing is real, and nothing to get hung about.
Strawberry Fields forever,
Strawberry Fields forever,
Strawberry Fields forever.
Of every head he's had the pleasure to know.
And all the people that come and go stop and say hello.
The little children laugh at him behind his back.
And the banker never wears a "mac" in the pouring rain,
Very strange.
There beneath the blue suburban skies,
I sit, and meanwhile back
And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen.
He likes to keep his fire engine clean; it's a clean machine.
For a fish and finger pies in summer, meanwhile back
The pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray.
And though she feels as if she's in a play,
She is anyway.
We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim.
And then the fireman rushes in from the pouring rain,
Very strange.
There beneath the blue suburban skies,
I sit, and meanwhile back
There beneath the blue suburban skies,
Penny Lane.
Now that you know who you are,
What do you want to be?
And have you traveled very far?
Far as the eye can see.
How often have you been there?
Often enough to know.
What did you see when you were there?
Nothing that doesn't show.
Baby you're a rich man, too.
You keep all your money in a big brown bag
Inside a zoo, what a thing to do.
Baby you're a rich man, baby you're a rich man,
Baby you're a rich man, too.
You do it naturally.
Happy to be that way.
Now that you've found another key,
What are you going to play?
Baby you're a rich man, too.
You keep all your money in a big brown bag
Inside a zoo, what a thing to do, baby.
Baby you're a rich man, baby you're a rich man,
Baby you're a rich man, too.
Baby you're a rich man, baby you're a rich man,
Baby you're a rich man, too.
Copyright ©1999-2006 Winona Patterson.