The Beatles – I Am the Walrus

I Am the Walrus

Hey music lovers! Today, I want to introduce you to a song that is truly a masterpiece in every sense of the word. It’s called “I Am the Walrus” and it was released in 1967 as part of The Beatles’ Magical Mystery Tour album.

Now, let’s dive into the composition history of this iconic track. “I Am the Walrus” was written by the legendary songwriting duo, John Lennon and Paul McCartney. Lennon was inspired by a surreal poem he had written, and he decided to incorporate it into the song. The composition process was a collaborative effort, with McCartney contributing the catchy chorus and George Martin adding his genius touch as the producer.

But what does the song actually mean? Well, that’s the beauty of it – it’s open to interpretation. Some say it’s a commentary on the absurdity of life and the media, while others believe it’s a reflection of Lennon’s state of mind during that period. Whatever the true meaning may be, one thing is for sure – “I Am the Walrus” is a thought-provoking and enigmatic piece of art.

As for its influence, this song has had a lasting impact on the music industry. Its experimental sound, with its orchestral arrangements and unconventional lyrics, pushed the boundaries of what was considered mainstream at the time. It showcased The Beatles’ willingness to take risks and explore new musical territories.

If you want to experience the magic of “I Am the Walrus” for yourself, I highly recommend giving it a listen. You can find it on The Beatles’ Magical Mystery Tour album. Trust me, once you hear the haunting melody and the mesmerizing harmonies, you’ll be hooked.

So, what are you waiting for? Take a trip down the rabbit hole and discover the brilliance of “I Am the Walrus”. And if you want to learn more about The Beatles and their incredible discography, be sure to check out their official website. Happy listening!

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I Am the Walrus – The Beatles lyrics

🎵 Let’s sing along with the lyrics! 🎤

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 T-shirt, stupid bloody Tuesday
Man you’ve 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’ve 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 (now good sir)
They are the egg men (a poor man, made tame to fortune’s blows)
I am the walrus
Goo goo g’joob, goo goo goo g’joob (good pity)

Expert, texpert choking smokers
Don’t you think the joker laughs at you (ho ho ho, hee hee hee, hah hah hah)
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 goo g’joob
Goo goo g’joob, goo goo goo g’joob, goo
Joob, joob, jooba
Jooba, jooba, jooba
Joob, jooba
Joob, jooba

Umpa, umpa, stick it up your jumper (jooba, jooba)
Umpa, umpa, stick it up your jumper
Everybody’s got one (umpa, umpa)
Everybody’s got one (stick it up your jumper)
Everybody’s got one (umpa, umpa)
Everybody’s got one (stick it up your jumper)
Everybody’s got one (umpa, umpa)
Everybody’s got one (stick it up your jumper)
Everybody’s got one (umpa, umpa)
Everybody’s got one (stick it up your jumper)
Everybody’s got one (umpa, umpa)
Everybody’s got one (stick it up your jumper)
Everybody’s got one (umpa, umpa)

Slave
Thou hast slain me
Villain, take my purse
If I ever
Bury my body
The letters which though find’st about me
To Edmund Earl of Gloucester
Seek him out upon the British Party
O untimely death
I know thee well
A serviceable villain, as duteous to the vices of thy mistress
As badness would desire
What, is is he dead?
Sit you down, Father, rest you

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