The Beatles - Revolution 9 Lyrics
Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9Number 9, number 9, numberThen there's this Welsh rabbit wearing some brown underpantsAbout the shortage of grain in HertfordshireEveryone of them knew that as time went byThey'd get a little bit older and a little bit slower butIt's all the same thingIn this case manufactured by someone who's always/umpteenYour father's giving it diddly-deeDistrict was leaving, intended to die, OttomanLong gone throughI've got to say, irritably andFloors, hard enough to put on, per day's MD in our districtThere was not really enough light to get downAnd ultimately slumped downSuddenlyThey may stop the fundingPlace your betsThe originalAfraid she'll dieGreat colors for the seasonNumber 9, number 9Who's to know?Who wants to know?Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9(I sustained nothing worse than)(Also, for example)(Whatever you're doing)(A business deal falls through)I informed him on the third night, when fortune givesPeople ride, people rideRide, ride, ride, ride, rideNumber 9, number 9, number 9, number 9Ride! Ride! Ride! Ride! Ride!9, number 9I've missed all of thatIt makes me a few days lateCompared with, like, wow!And weird stuff like thatTaking our sides sometimesFloral barkRouge doctors have brought this specimenI have nobody's short-cuts, ahaWith the situationThey are standing stillThe plan, the telegramNumber 9, numberA man without terrors from beard to falseAs the headmaster reported to my sonHe really can try, as they do, to find function(Tell what he was saying(and his voice was low and his hive high)And his eyes were lowAlright!It was on fire and his glasses were the sameThis thing knows if it was tintedBut you know it isn'tTo me it isNumber 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9Number 9So the wife called me and we'd better go to see a surgeon to price itYellow underclothesSo, any road, we went to see the dentist insteadWho gave her a pair of teeth which wasn't any good at allSo I said I'd marry, join the *****ing navy and went to seaIn my broken chair, my wings are broken and so is my hairI'm not in the mood for whirlingHow? Dogs for dogging, hands for clappingBirds for birding and fish for fishingThem for themming and when for whimmingOnly to find the night-watchmanUnaware of his presence in the building(Onion soup)Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9(Industry allows financial imbalance)Number 9Thrusting it between his shoulder bladesThe Watusi, the TwistEl DoradoTake this, brother, may it serve you wellMaybe it's nothingWhat? What? OhMaybe, even then, impervious in LondonCould be a difficult thing(It's alright, it's alright, it's alright)It's quick like rush for peace is because(It's alright, it's alright)It's so much like being *****It's alright, it's alright, it's alrightIt's alright, it's alright, it's alrightIf, you become *****Hold that line, hold that line, hold that lineBlock that kick, block that kick, block that kick
