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 thing 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 Alan 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.

I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together
See how they run Iike 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 beer naughty boy, you let your face grow long
I am the eggman, oh they are the eggmen, oh 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, oh they are the eggmen, oh 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, oh they are the eggmen, oh I am the walrus, 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 pilchards, climbing up the Eiffel Tower
Elementary penguin singing Hare Krishna man, you should have seen them kicking Edgar Allan Poe
I am the eggman, oh they are the eggmen, oh I am the walrus, goo goo g’joob
G’goo goo g’joob, goo goo g’joob, g’goo goo g’joob, goo


Listen Up (6:39)
Written By Noel Gallagher Published by Creation Songs Ltd / Sony Music Publishing
Listen up
What’s the time said today
I’m gonna speak my mind
Take me up
To the top of the world
I wanna see my crime

Day by day
There’s a man in a suit
Who’s gonna make you pay
For the thoughts
That you think and the words
They won’t let you say

One fine day
Gonna leave you all behind
It wouldn’t be so bad
If I had more time

Sailing down a river alone
I’ve been trying to find
My way back home
But I don’t believe in magic
Life is automatic But I don’t mind being on my own
No, I don’t mind being on my own

(Repeat from top)

Sailing down a river alone
I’ve been trying to find
My way back home
But I don’t believe in magic
Life is automatic
But I don’t mind being on my own
I said that I don’t mind
Being on my own
No, I don’t mind being on my own
I said I don’t mind being on my own

little boy in a base ball hat
stands in the feild
with his ball and bat

player of them all
puts his bat on his sholder
and tosses up his ball

and the ball goes up and the ball comes down
swings his bat all the way around
the world so still you can hear the sound
the baseball falls to the ground

now the little boy doesn’t say a word
picks up his ball he is undeterd
says i am the greatest there has ever been
and he grits his teeth
and he trys it again

and the ball goes up and the ball comes down
swings his bat all the way around
the world so still you can hear the sound
and the baseball falls to the ground

he makes no excuses
he shows no fear
he just closes his eyes and listens to the cheers

little boy he adjusts his hat
picks up his ball
stares at his bat

says i am the greatest the game is on the line
and he gives his all one last time

and the ball goes up the moon so bright
swings his bat with all his might
the world’s is still still it can be
and the baseball falls
and that’s strike three

now it’s supper time and his mama calls
little boy starts home
with his bat and ball

says i am the greatest that is a fact
but even i didn’t know
i could pitch like that

says i am the greatest that is understood
but even i didn’t know
i could pitch that good

Pearls and swine bereft of me
Long and weary my road has been
I was lost in the cities
Alone in the hills
No Sorrow or pity for leaving i feel

I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky

Friends and liars don’t wait for me
I’ll get on all by myself
I put millions of miles
Under my heels
And still too close to you
I feel

I am not your rolling wheels
I am the highway
I am not your carpet ride
I am the sky
I am not your blowing wind
I am the lightning
I am not your autumn moon
I am the night.

(All right then, you think you’re some bad girl, you just
wait till someone else gets hold of you and beats the
living daylights out of you)

I put horse’s heads in peoples beds
Cause I am the mob
When duty calls gonna bust some balls
Cause I am the mob

Don’t try and tell me it’s one for the money, two for the money, three for the money
Am I your Easter bunny, come on.
I try my level best, my best to please
But I’m gonna put a bullet between your knees
baby come on just tell them

Stop blowing the Don put his keks back on
Cause I am the mob
Stop mucking around with the brand new sound
Cause I am the mob

Try and tell me it’s one for the money, two for the money, three for the money
Am I your Easter bunny, come on, oh baby come on
I try my level best, my best to please
But I’m gonna put a bullet between your knees
baby come on just please tell them

That Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes, missus

Oh tell them, just tell them

Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes
Luca Brasi ah he sleeps with the fishes, missus

I am the mob

You put your heart up on a shelf
I know it’s hard to be by yourself
You need someone that’s tur and strong
Baby someone just came along

I am that man
You’re trying to find
I am that man
You had in mind
And I’ll give you all my love
‘Til you understand
I won’t give up
‘Cause I know
I am

Talk is cheap, it ain’t worth a dime
So don’t talk to me, just five me some time
I’m gonna show you what love can be
My job won’t be done until you believe

I am that man
You’re trying to find
I am that man
You had in mind
And I’ll give you all my love
‘Til you understand
I won’t give up
‘Cause I know
I am that man
You’re trying to find
I am that man
You had in mind
And I’ll give you all my love
‘Til you understand
I won’t give up
‘Cause I know
I am that man

Yoko’s cutting keys in Soho
I’ve been there and I should know oh face it
I’ll stick up for auntie Sally
Worzel’s just a dirty scally fragrant
Mia Farrow’s patching marrows down at the place where all the face fit
Robin Cousins doing dozens on a little pudding so he rakes it

I’m the reserection
I may steal your soul
I am very evil
I live for rock and roll

Shirley Bassey’s playing Lassie up a pole in Tallahassee hates it
Norris McWhirter’s doing furters in a little place how’s he fake it
It’s another appetiser I can go and buy a Tizer laced fit
I don’t know where I’ve been but I know where I’ve been is near a lake

I’m an erection
I may steal your soul
I am very evil
I live for rock and roll

I am an erection
I may steal your soul
I am very evil
Only for rock and roll

CHORUS:
I am the bullgod…..I am free…..And I feed on all that is forsaken.
I’m gonna get you…..I see through you…..I’m gonna get you.

I’m like a train I roll hard lettin off much steam in the cutoff flannel and
the dusty jeans, baby. I never was cool wit James Dean but I be hangin tough
wit my man Jim Bean.
I swing low like a chimp. Back in ’86 man, I was seein a shrink. But now I’m
humble, and I can only think about New Orleans and those jumbo shrimp. So ask
no questions and I’ll tell no lies. I got big old pupils and bloodshot eyes.
I’m on the brink, if ya know what I mean. And a 12 step program couldn’t keep
me clean. Cuz I’m the bullgod, you understand? The illegitimate son of man.
The TOP to the DOG on the POT to the GOD.
And I’m trippin……Uh….Huh-Huh….said I’m trippin.

CHORUS

A lot of people poke fun And that’s all right. But when I start pokin back
they get all uptight – HuH!
You can’t cap with the master, son…so sit your ass down before I blast ya
one.
Cuz I’m so greasy you could call me mud….And I feel a little hate running
through my blood. I wanna FUD the world with my twisted thoughts, You could
bet all day but I can’t be bought – Ugh!
Break it up, let’s tie one on….I gotta get set, then go and cut the lawn.
So I grab my walkman but before I cut, I go behind the garage and fire it up!
Cuz I’m the bullgod, you understand? The illegitimate son of man. The TOP to
the DOG on the POT to the GOD.
And I’m trippin……Huh-huh….said I’m trippin. And you know…….

CHORUS
yea, yea, yea……..Come on, get em up……Come on, get em up…..Come on,
get em up.
I am the bullgod……I am free……and I feed (yea, yea, yea) on all that
is forsaken.

I get a feeling of peace from a low, slow high….As I sit in my chair and
watch life go by. These thought I have, I can’t mold a sentence….Through
the forest of my mind, they’re all past tense. Born and raised in the outer
lands….And at times, you could say I’m out of hand. I’m in a band of
gypsies, we’re on the run everytime that paper hits my tongue. And sometimes
it seems so odd when my veins are poppin and I’m on the nod. I am the
bullgod, you understand? And here in my hand is my master plan…..Ugh.

I’m gonna get you….I see through you…….I’m gonna get you….I see
through you.

When does a dream become a nightmare?
When do we do what must be done?
When do we stand and face the future?
When there is nowhere left to run?

And you’ve got to learn
Just how to survive
You’ve got to learn
How to keep your dream alive

Take a look at my face
I am the future
How do you like what you see?
Take a look at my face
I belong to the future
And you belong to me

When does a dream become a nightmare?
When do we learn to live with fear?
When we cry out for some salvation?
Why is it no one seems to hear?

You’ve got to learn
It’s up to you
If you can learn
That the dream just might come true

Take a look at my face
I am the future
How do you like what you see?
Take a look at my face
I belong to the future
The world belongs to me, yeah

Take a look at my face
I am the future
Now, how do you like what you see?
Take a look at my face
I belong to the future
And the world it belongs to me
It belongs to me

It’s all mine
Just take a look at my face
I’m the future, no disgrace
Take a look at my face
This world belongs to… to me

Looking at the future
Who can tell you what is going on
It seems we have become the generation
Of wars and bombs
And the heart grows weak
And the fear grows strong
That the day may come and it may not be very long
And you want to run
But you don’t know where
So where do you go
I know
And I tell you

(CHORUS)
I am sure there will be a day
But it will not be like the nations say
The Lord will come when this life is through
And His deep desire is to be with you
Hearts will fly when the new world starts
And joy will rise like the morning star
God will meet every cry of the heart
And it’s my prayer
I want you to be there

I like to think about the new creation
Things that God will do
So every now and then I stop and close my eyes
I enjoy the view
And the heart grows strong
And the fear grows weak
And I cannot wait for the new world to come to me
And while I dream
Oh, I pray for you
‘Cause He wants you to go
I know
And I tell you

(REPEAT CHORUS)

I am sure
That the Lord will come
I am sure
That His deep desire is to be with you
He wants you to be there
I am sure
That the Lord will come
I am sure
That His deep desire is to be with you