A countdown to one's death
An involuntary pace is set
With each and every breath
I'd like to be where time stands still
Where each moment is a dream
Life is so somber, life is so tranquil.
Is it closer than it seem?
Man has locked himself to time
And the chain cannot be torn
Funny, we begin to die
From the moment we are born
I'd like to be where time stands still
A place where I may rest
Life is so somber, life is so tranquil
Where time is but a jest
But time deserves a little praise
For all wounds it is said to mend
And yet, like any countdown
Time too must have an end
I'd like to be where time stands still
So that we could be together
Life is so somber, life is so tranquil
Forever and ever and ever
(C) 1979 by Clarence Kemp
Statistics reveal:
just when
copyrighted by Clarence Kemp
Untitled 2
Let's see. . .
there's one Ayatollah
2 Shahs
one hundred
corrupt Politicians
in the Senate alone
to say nothing
of the House
of Representatives
three million soap opera addicts
Details at 10
four million lobbyists
and no telling
how many
Commie Sympathizers
meanwhile Bethlehem Steel
has made a move
to merge with the
Holy Mother Church
that is
Six Scientologists
Statistics reveal:
You don't even exist
In your very own
living room
while Nine Nazis
parade around
the back of your mind
the Revolution will not only
be televised
but is now
available on
Long Playing Records
Eight track Tapes
Video Cassette
and Special Disco Length
just when
you thought you'd scream
along comes
weather report
1969
1969
what a year!
10 Thousand Bucks
and I could get out
of this daily business
eleven or twelve
billy beers
later
I awaken to more
distressing news
and the end
is not in sight
copyrighted by Clarence Kemp
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