Strawberry Fields forever Let me take you down 'Cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields Nothing is real And nothing to get hung about Living is easy with eyes closed Misunderstanding all you see It's getting hard to be someone But it all works out

How can we disguise this awful truth? Hush now, you're standing on a land mine Tread lightly, get ready to explode Keep your wits about, don't let it bring you down Don't let it bring you down x6 Hush now, those eyes cannot harm you Don't let it bring

Lady writer on the TV Just the way that her hair fell down around her face Then I recall my fall from grace Another time, another place Talking about the Virgin Mary Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me And the lady writer on the TV Lady Writer on

It's not fading, not fading, my hearts for you And if your lonely, wondering about me If I have gone and you alone and still can't feel you It's all alone, you kept me strong, I still can't feel you Call out my name, I'll be there I know it's not so easy

I'll be the one who drives you home tonight It's driving you down 'Cause it's driving you down And if you save my life And if they ever let you down And you don't know a thing about this life And we are not the same You home tonight Driving you down

See you when I see you Another place, some other time If I ever get down your way We'll laugh about the old days Or you're ever up around mine And catch up on the new Yeah I'll see you when I see you And I hope it's some day soon Let's don't say goodbye

I think we have an emergency Cause I've seen love die way too many times Because I won't stop holding on So, are you listening? So, are you watching me? It's really not your fault To talk about it When it deserved to be alive (It deserved to be alive)

I've just begun It's about that time, gotta get mine You can't kill me 'Cause I'm already inside you Fuck this shit, I'm sick of it You're goin' down, this is a war! Enemy, show me what you wanna be I can handle anything Even if I can't handle you!

Somebody call the rescue 'cause I think I'm on the edge Yeah you're just like a sledgehammer While you were on the phone lyin' to me You were lyin' next to who It ain't nothing to do about the heartache It's just a little thing called you You keep

Bet he feels like an elephant Shaking his big grey trunk for the hell of it You know that you're dreaming about being loved by him Too bad your chances are slim And it’s not like Mr. Shock To get shy when I ask who always is on top? There must be