Tuesday, 27 July 2010

Oz's Last Crisis

We gathered at the Rabbit
for Oz's last Crisis
the air was all thickened with glue
It's hard to manoeuver
all dressed up like a hoover
I shuffled and joined in the queue

Is this the end?
now darling this era is through
and tonight come the dawn
our lives will go on
but it won't be the same without you

I've been less and less
recently I confess
I'm growing more boring with age
but I couldn't miss
an occasion like this;
the last time you took to the stage

Is this the end?
now darling this era is through
and tonight come the dawn
our lives will go on
but it won't be the same without you

I'm tired, but so what
I'm dressed like a robot
suppressing the urge to go home
and I think it's a shame
they're not changing the name
now that Carroll will go it alone

Is this the end?
now darling this era is through
and tonight come the dawn
our lives will go on
but it won't be the same without you