Lyrics Language: English Song writer/composer(s): Paul Mccartney, John Lennon
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The BeatlesRevolution 9 Lyrics:
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 rabbit wearing some brown underpants
About the shortage of grain in Hertfordshire
Everyone 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
Your father's giving it diddly-dee
District was leaving, intended to die, Ottoman
Long gone through
I've got to say, irritably and
Floors, hard enough to put on, per day's MD in our district
There was not really enough light to get down
And ultimately slumped down
Suddenly
They may stop the funding
Place your bets
The original
Afraid she'll die
Great colors for the season
Number 9, number 9
Who's to know?
Who wants to know?
Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Number 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 gives
People ride, people ride
Ride, ride, ride, ride, ride
Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9
Ride! Ride! Ride! Ride! Ride!
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
With the situation
They are standing still
The plan, the telegram
Number 9, number
A man without terrors from beard to false
As the headmaster reported to my son
He 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 low
Alright!
It was on fire and his glasses were the same
This thing knows if it was tinted
But you know it isn't
To me it is
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 me and we'd better go to see a surgeon to price it
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 fucking navy and went to sea
In my broken chair, my wings are broken and so is my hair
I'm not in the mood for whirling
How? Dogs for dogging, hands for clapping
Birds for birding and fish for fishing
Them for themming and when for 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
(Industry allows financial imbalance)
Number 9
Thrusting it between his shoulder blades
The Watusi, the Twist
El Dorado
Take this, brother, may it serve you well
Maybe it's nothing
What? What? Oh
Maybe, even then, impervious in London
Could 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 naked
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