A Day in the Life

I read the news today, oh boy . . .

About a lucky man who made the grade;

And though the news was rather sad,

Well, I just had to laugh—

I saw the photograph . . .

He blew his guts out in a car;

He didn't notice that the times had changed.

A crowd of people stood and stared;

They'd seen his face before;

Nobody was really sure

If he was from the Communist Party.

I saw a film today, oh boy;

The Cuban Army had just won the war.

A crowd of people turned away;

But I just had to look,

Having read the book.

I'd love to turn you on . . .

Woke up, fell out of bed,

Dragged a comb across my head;

Found my way downstairs and drank a cup;

And looking up,

I noticed I was late.

Found my coat and grabbed my hat,

Made the bus in seconds flat;

Found my way upstairs and had a smoke;

Somebody spoke and I went into a dream . . .

I read the news today, oh boy;

Four operations and the prick is still here;

And though the holes were rather small,

They had to count them all.

Now they know how many holes it takes to fill the Carl Marx Hall.

I'd love to turn you on . . .