@ALBUM: White Album
All songs are Lennon/McCartney compositions unless noted otherwise.
Piggies (Harrison)
Have you seen the little piggies
Crawling in the dirt
And for all the little piggies
Life is getting worse
Always having dirt to play around in.
Have you seen the bigger piggies
In their starched white shirts
You will find the bigger piggies
You will find the bigger piggies
Stirring up the dirt
Always have clean shirts to play around in.
In their styes with all their backing
They don't care what goes on around
In their eyes there's something lacking
What they need's a damn good whacking.
Everywhere there's lots of piggies
Living piggy lives
You can see them out for dinner
With their piggy wives
Clutching forks and knives to eat their bacon.
Yer Blues
Yes I'm lonely wanna die
Yes I'm lonely wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.
In the morning wanna die
In the evening wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.
My mother was of the sky
My father was of the earth
But I am of the universe
And you know what it's worth
I'm lonely wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.
The eagle picks my eye
The worm he licks my bone
I feel so suicidal
Just like Dylan's Mr. Jones
Lonely wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.
Black cloud crossed my mind
Blue mist round my soul
Feel so suicidal
Even hate my rock and roll
Wanna die yeah wanna die
If I ain't dead already
Ooh girl you know the reason why.
Mother Nature's Son
Born a poor young country boy--Mother Nature's son
All day long I'm sitting singing songs for everyone.
Sit beside a mountain stream--see her waters rise
Listen to the pretty sound of music as she flies.
Find me in my field of grass--Mother Nature's son
Swaying daises sing a lazy song beneath the sun.
Mother Nature's son.
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Revolution 1
[fixed by boboroshi]
You say you want a revolution
Well you know
we don't believe a word
You tell me that it's evolution
Well you know
We don't believe a word
But still you talk procreation
Don't you know you can count me out
Don't you know it's gonna be all white
All white all white
You say you stopping prostitution
Well you know
we think this is pretty mad
You ask me for a contribution
Well you know
You better stop the deadbeat dads
But when you go after the people who terminate
All I can tell you is brother it's getting late
Don't you know it's gonna be all white
All white all white
You say you'll change the constitution
Well you know
we all want to change your head
You tell me it's the institution
Well you know
You better free your mind instead
But if you go carrying out orders of Pope John Paul
You ain't gonna stop this moving birth-flesh wall
Don't you know it's gonna be all white
All white all white
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