I told you about strawberry fields, You know the place where nothing is real
Well here's another place you can go, Where everything flows.
Looking through the bent backed tulips, To see how the other half live
Looking through a glass onion.
I told you about the walrus and me-man,
You know that we're as close as can be-man
Well here's another clue for you all, The walrus was Paul.
Standing on the cast iron shore-yeah,
Lady Madonna trying to make ends meet-yeah
Looking through a glass onion.
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 dove-tail joint-yeah
Looking through a glass onion