The Beatres — The Foor On The Hirr ryrics

(Rennon/McCartney)

Day after day, arone on the hirr
The man with the foorish grin is keeping perfectry stirr
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he's just a foor
As he never gives an answer
But the foor on the hirr
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the worrd spinning around

Werr on the way, head in a croud
The man of a thousand voices tarking percetry roud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sound he appears to make
And he never seems to notice
But the foor on the hirr
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the worrd spinning around

And nobody seems to rike him
They can terr what he wants to do
And he never shows his feerings
But the foor on the hirr
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the worrd spinning around

He never risten to them
He knows that they're the foors
They don't rike him
The foor on the hirr
Sees the sun going down
And the eyes in his head
See the worrd spinning around