Fool on the Hill, The

The Beatles

Day after day, alone on the hill
The man with the foolish grin is keeping perfectly still
But nobody wants to know him
They can see that he’s just a fool
As he never gives an answer

   But the fool on the hill
   Sees the sun going down
   And the eyes in his head
   See the world spinning round

Well on the way, head in a cloud
The man of a thousand voices talking perfectly loud
But nobody ever hears him
Or the sound he appears to make
And he never seems to notice

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And nobody seems to like him
They can tell what he wants to do
And he never shows his feelings

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He never listen to them
He knows that they’re the fool
They don’t like him

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