Revolution 9 Lyrics - Beatles

Bottle of claret for you if I'd realised. 

Well, do next time. 

I'd forgotten all about it, George, so I'm sorry. Will you forgive me? 

Yes. 

Cheeky bitch. 

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 Rarebit wearing some brown underpants 

About the shortage of grain in Hertfordshire 

Every one 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 times 

Your fibres giving it diddly-i-dee 

District was leaving, intended to pay for 

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Number 9, number 9 

Who's to know? 

Who was to know? 

Number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, 

number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9, 

number 9, number 9, number 9, number 9 

I sustained nothing worse than 

Also spoken for 

Whatever you're doing 

A business deal falls through 

I informed him on the third night 

When fortune gives 

Number 9, number 9, number 9 

Right, right 

Right, right, right, right 

Right, right 

9, number 9, number 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... 

9, number 9 

With the situation 

They are standing still 

The plan, the telegram 

Ooh ooh 

Number 9, number 

Ooh 

A man without terrors from beard to false 

As the headmaster reported to me 

My son he really can try as they do to find function 

Who could tell what he was saying, and his voice was low and his hive was high 

And his eyes were low 

All right! 

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, and we'd better go to see a surgeon 

Or whatever to price it 

Right! 

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 bloody Navy and went to sea 

In my broken chair, my wings are broken and so is my hair 

I am not in the mood for wearing 

Um da 

Aaah 

How? 

The dogs were dogging, the cats were catting 

The birds were birding, and the fish were fishing 

The men were themming, and the when were 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, number 9 

Industrial output 

Financial imbalance 

Thrusting it between his shoulder blades 

The Watusi 

The Twist 

El Dorado 

Take this, brother, may it serve you well 

Maybe it's nothing 

Aaah 

Maybe it's not that; it's 

What? What? Oh 

Maybe even then 

Exposures in London 

It's a difficulty being 

By exposure 

Because it's almost like being naked 

If you become naked 

That line 

Hold that line 

Hold that line 

Hold that line 

Hold that line 

Block that kick 

Block that kick 

Block that kick 

Block that kick 

Block that kick 

Block that kick 

Block that kick 

Block that kick 

Block that kick