Randoms by Rach

I Am The Walrus

I Am The Walrus
Album: Magical Mystery Tour, 1967
Lead vocalist: John




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One, two, three
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 eggman, they are the eggmen
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 eggman, they are the eggmen
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 eggman, they are the eggmen
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 pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower
Elementary penguin singing Hari Krishna
Man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar-Allan-Poe
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus, goo-goo g'joob, g'goo goo g'joob
Goo goo g'joob, g'goo goo g'joob, g'goo...
Here they are
The Beatles!

I thought this song would be a good prompt to give because it’s just so bonkers. I’m not sure what it means, and I don’t actually believe it has any specific meaning. I read something where John said it was inspired by a couple of LSD trips, and also by Lewis Carroll’s ‘Wonderland’ — ‘The Walrus & The Carpenter.’ I also read that this was the first song the band recorded after Brian Epstein died – just two days later. The session was, naturally, difficult, and this song was apparently John’s way of grieving and raging against what had happened. (I’m not sure exactly how, but maybe it is just showing him trying to make sense of something incomprehensible.)

Whatever it is or isn’t about, it never fails to make me smile. “Semolina pilchard, climbing up the Eiffel Tower.” I mean, who isn’t tickled by that?