Standing in the dock at Southampton,
Trying to get to Holland or France.
The man in the mac said, “You’ve got to turn back!”
You know they didn’t even give us a chance
Christ you know it ain’t easy,
You know how hard it can be
The way things are going
They’re going to crucify me
So meet me tonight, just where the light shines from a window,
and as I take your hand, say that you’ll be mine tonight.
Oh, I would be so glad just to have a love like that,
oh, I would be true and I’d live my life for you.
So meet me tonight, just where the light shines from a window,
and as I take your hand, say that you’ll be mine tonight.
Her Majesty’s a pretty nice girl
But she doesn’t have a lot to say
Her Majesty’s a pretty nice girl
But she changes from day to day
I want to tell her that I love her a lot
But I gotta get a bellyful of wine
Her Majesty’s a pretty nice girl
Someday I’m going to make her mine, oh yeah
Someday I’m going to make her mine
Michelle, ma belle
These are words that go together well
My Michelle
Michelle, ma belle
Sont les mots qui vont tres bien ensemble
Tres bien ensemble
I love you, I love you, I love you
That’s all I want to say
Until I find a way
I will say the only words I know that you’ll understand
Day after day, alone on the hill
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
As 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 around
Sitting on a cornflake waiting for the van to come
Corporation t-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 goo joob
Friday night arrives without a suitcase
Sunday morning creep in like a nun
Monday’s child has learned to tie his bootlace
See how they run
Lady Madonna, baby at your breast
Wonders how you manage to feed the rest
See how they run
Lady Madonna, lying on the bed
Listen to the music playing in your head
See how they run
Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends m
I’m looking through you, where did you go?
I thought I knew you, what did I know?
You don’t look different, but you have changed.
I’m looking through you, you’re not the same.