Revolution 9 - The Beatles

Bottle of claret for you if I'd realised.

Well, do next time.

I'd forgotten all about it, George, so I'm sorry. Will you forgive me?

Yes.

Cheeky bitch.

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9,

number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9,

number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number

Then there's this Welsh Rarebit wearing some brown underpants

About the shortage of grain in Hertfordshire

Every one of them knew that as time went by

They'd get a little bit older and a little bit slower but

It's all the same thing, in this case manufactured by someone who's always

Umpteen times

Your fibres giving it diddly-i-dee

District was leaving, intended to pay for

Number 9, number 9

Who's to know?

Who was to know?

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9,

number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9,

number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9

I sustained nothing worse than

Also spoken for

Whatever you're doing

A business deal falls through

I informed him on the third night

When fortune gives

Number 9, number 9, number 9

Right, right

Right, right, right, right

Right, right

9, number 9, number 9, number 9

I've missed all of that

It makes me a few days late

Compared with, like, wow!

And weird stuff like that

Taking our sides sometimes

Floral bark

Rouge doctors have brought this specimen

I have nobody's short-cuts, aha…

9, number 9

With the situation

They are standing still

The plan, the telegram

Ooh ooh

Number 9, number

Ooh

A man without terrors from beard to false

As the headmaster reported to me

My son he really can try as they do to find function

Who could tell what he was saying, and his voice was low and his hive was high

And his eyes were low

All right!

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9,

number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9,

number 9, number 9, number 9

So the wife called, and we'd better go to see a surgeon

Or whatever to price it

Right!

Yellow underclothes

So, any road, we went to see the dentist instead

Who gave her a pair of teeth which wasn't any good at all

So I said I'd marry, join the bloody Navy and went to sea

In my broken chair, my wings are broken and so is my hair

I am not in the mood for wearing

Um da

Aaah

How?

The dogs were dogging, the cats were catting

The birds were birding, and the fish were fishing

The men were themming, and the when were whimming

Only to find the night-watchman

Unaware of his presence in the building

Onion soup

Number 9, number 9, number 9,

number 9, number 9, number 9

Industrial output

Financial imbalance

Thrusting it between his shoulder blades

The Watusi

The Twist

El Dorado

Take this, brother, may it serve you well

Maybe it's nothing

Aaah

Maybe it's not that; it's

What? What? Oh

Maybe even then

Exposures in London

It's a difficulty being

By exposure

Because it's almost like being naked

If you become naked

That line

Hold that line

Hold that line

Hold that line

Hold that line

Block that kick

Block that kick

Block that kick

Block that kick

Block that kick

Block that kick

Block that kick

Block that kick

Block that kick