George: Have you written anymore words Ringo? Do you know, the one about the castle?

Ringo: No Have you heard the octopus one?

Paul: No

I’d like to be, underneath the sea In an octopus’s garden in the shade It would be nice Paradise. In an octopus’s garden in the shade

Ringo: That’s all I got

George: Like the pus’s garden in the shade It would be nice It really would be nice

Ringo: You know I’ll need a few more bits to that numbеr

Ringo: They shall love evеry Twickham

George: Hai, sailor

John: I meant to I thought you were a dancer You’d get in today so

George: It may be nice, paradise

John:
My beverage, ah, it would be You’ll be drums

Ringo: I’ll have to be
John:
You’re drums right?
I think Paul’s wanna do drums on it
With his strong left arm
I’m not getting on that kit without a ciggie