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. Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh 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.