Why can't we hear
The time must come
for us to leave
Here emotion has withered away
Our burnt out love has decayed
Obsessed to leave the Earth
Tragedy has overrun since birth
Now our righteous fathers weep
As the great eternal sleep
Are me born to pass away
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Cry at all that remains
Chosen words fail to substance
The wisdom of powers heard
In dismal thoughts
seemingly absurd
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Now as hope and glory dies
We'll scream at our demise
Are we lost forever more
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Now our righteous fathers weep
As the great eternal sleep
Are me born to pass away
cked down
and they put you first in line
And so you finally ask yourself
just how big you are
and take your place in a wiser
world of bigger motor cars
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So Where the hell was Biggles
when you needed him
last Saturday
And where were all the sportsmen
who always pulled you though
They're all resting down
in Cornwall
writing up their memoirs
for a paper-back edition
of the Boy Scout Manual
See there! A man born