Today, in the first of my asshole reviews, I'll reveal something to you: Sgt. Pepper's is a big album by smartasses.
But let's start where we need to start, that is, from the ass of the thing, and then get to the head.
First of all, the Bitols were a bunch of assholes, then luckily the least asshole, Gion, stepped aside and minded his own business, with all that popò we know. Giorg also behaved well, with the Bangladesh story and the funny religious nonsense, while Ringo, after dragging his ass out of the band, began to drink three times as much as before, and this proves it's better to earn a lot. And Pol? He did nonsense for ten years before recovering, with the Uings! What an asshole!!
But the Sergeant more than anything was nonsense in my opinion.
First of all, it starts with that mess that sounds like a badly tuned radio - an idea as old as Noah's ass - and that series of stupid guitar strums at the beginning, with the silly story of the circus, which repeats in Biaing for de benefit ov mistercait, but what strikes me most is the nonsense of “Scis livin hhhommm,” where while the kids of half the world were freeing themselves from bourgeois nonsense, we're in '67, we hear the castrated-like voices (assholes) of two Bitols sitting with their asses on a pile of pounds saying that it's dad who is pitiful, sniffing with emotion because his daughter took her ass away from home to get around (scis heeeeeviiing faaaaan, they say under the orchestra); they, like assholes, prefer to think about when they'll be 64 years old and have their little feet and ass warm again, as shown by Uen aim sixti for. The only cool thing about the album is that Indian stuff, which Giorg does amazingly, even though he's still an asshole. Then there's that great nonsense of A day in de laif, which is just an orchestral crescendo and there are even two poorly attached pieces, when you hear a kind of acceleration. And what to say about Gud morning? It feels like being in a barn. And uiz a lidel help? Church group stuff, damn!! And don't try to preach to me with Ficsking a hol, where at some point it seems like everyone gets pissed, speeding up, or with Ghettin bedar, where these gentlemen, while deafening us with sharp instruments, act tough with a hard shell, i.e., act like assholes, or with Lusi in de scai, because such a stoned song in '67 isn't worth a damn. Psychedelia was already 2 years old and psychedelic songs didn't have those juvenile detention structures, i.e., like assholes.
Technical judgment:
Unbearabbole!!
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
03 Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds (03:30)
Picture yourself in a boat on a river
With tangerine trees and marmalade skies
Somebody calls you, you answer quite slowly
A girl with kaleidoscope eyes
Cellophane flowers of yellow and green
Towering over your head
Look for the girl with the sun in her eyes
And she's gone
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Aaaaaah
Follow her down to a bridge by a fountain
Where rocking horse people eat marshmallow pies
Everyone smiles as you drift past the flowers
That grow so incredibly high
Newspaper taxis appear on the shore
Waiting to take you away
Climb in the back with your head in the clouds
And you're gone
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Aaaaaah
Picture yourself on a train in a station
With plasticine porters with looking glass ties
Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile
The girl with kaleidoscope eyes
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Aaaaaah
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Aaaaaah
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds
Lucy in the sky with diamonds...
05 Fixing a Hole (02:39)
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
and stops my mind from wandering
where it will go
I'm filling the cracks that ran though the door
and kept my mind from wandering
where it will go
And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong
I'm right where I belong
I'm right where I belong
See the people standing there
who disagree and never win
and wonder why they don't get in my door
I'm painting the room in a colorful way,
and when my mind is wandering
there I will go
And it really doesn't matter if I'm wrong
I'm right where I belong
I'm right where I belong
Silly people run around
they worry me and never ask me
why they don't get past my door
I'm taking my time for a number of things
that weren't important yesterday
and I still go
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
and stops my mind from wandering
where it will go
where it will go
I'm fixing a hole where the rain gets in
and stops my mind from wandering
where it will go
08 Within You Without You (05:07)
We were talking
about the space between us all
and people who hide themselves
behind a wall of illusion
never glimpse the truth
then it's far too late
when they pass away
We were talking
about the love we all could share
When we find it
to try our best to hold it there
with our love, with our love
we could save the world
if they only knew
Try to realize it's all within yourself
no one else can make you change
And to see you're really only very small
and life flows on within you and without you
We were talking
about the love that's gone so cold
and the people who gain the world
and lose their soul
They don't know, they can't see
Are you one of them
When you've seen beyond yourself
then you may find
peace of mind is waiting there
And the time will come
when you see we're all one
and life flows on within you and without you
10 Lovely Rita (02:44)
Lovely Rita meter maid
Lovely Rita meter maid
Lovely Rita meter maid
nothing can come between us
When it gets dark I tow your heart away
Standing by a parking meter
when I caught a glimpse of Rita
Filling in a ticket in her little white book
In a cap she looked much older
And the bag across her shoulder
Made her look a little like a military man
Lovely Rita meter maid
may I inquire discreetly
When are you free to take some tea with me
Rita!
Took her out and tried to win her
had a laugh and over dinner
Told her I would really like to see her again
Got the bill and Rita paid it
Took her home and nearly made it
Sitting on a sofa with a sister or two
Oh! Lovely Rita meter maid
where would I be without you
give us a wink and make me think of you
Lovely meter maid
Rita meter maid
oh, Lovely Rita meter, meter maid
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