You know the place where nothing is real
Well here's another place you can go
Looking through the bent-backed tulips
To see how the other half lives
Looking through a glass onion
The walrus was Paul
Oh yeah,
oh yeah ,
oh yeah,
I told you about the fool on the hill
I tell you man he living there still
Well here's another place you can be
Listen to me
Fixing a hole in the ocean
Trying to make a dovetail joint yeah
Looking through a glass onion
I told you 'bout strawberry fields
Where everything flows
I told you 'bout the walrus and me,man
You know that we're as close as can be,man
Well here's another clue for you all
Standing on the cast iron shore yeah
Lady Madonna trying to make ends meet yeah
Looking through a glass onion
Looking through a glass onion