Global warming’s gonna get you
It’s gonna drown you in your bed
You better get your shit together
‘cos pretty soon you’re gonna be dead
What in the world were you thinking of?
Buying all that trash you said you loved
What on earth were you trying to forget?
Now it’s up to you to pay it back
Well you will all shine on
In the moon and the stars and the sun
Yes you will all shine on
But no-one will remember you
Yes you will all shine on
In the dust from where you came from
Yes you will all shine on
It’s down to you, and only you
on and on and on . . .
on and on and on . . .
(repeat until your dying breath)
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Good one, Colin.
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Cheers Jon. Every poem counts! I wonder how Lennon would be singing and protesting now if he was still with us?!
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Would he have become more militant in his old age? I wonder.
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That’s a good question. I would like to think not but who knows.
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We will never know.
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Well done. Pretty sure the great one would concur.
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We could do with a few Lennon’s right now.
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