Glass Onion

I told you about strawberry fields

You know we aren't, nothing is real

We're having this place you can go

We're having two floors

Looking through the bag of tulips

To see how many left living

Looking through the glass onion

I told you about the waters you beat me You know I was the closest you beat me

Where heaven is not for the whole The water was pour

Standing on the coast of the ocean Lady Madonna, Jamaica

Looking to the gladiolnion

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

Oh yeah

Looking to the gladiolnion

I told you about the fallen hill

I told you man you're leaving me still

Where hard and all the pleasure can be

Now listen to me

Fixed in a hole in the ocean

Tried to make it open it up, yeah

Look into the black sun, yeah