w for ten y ea rs we've been on our own, and mos s grows fat on a roll in' stone But that' s not how it used to be when the jes te r sang for th e king and queen n a coat he borrowed fro m Ja me s Dean and a voice that ca me from you and me h and while the king was looking down, the je st er sto le his thorny crown The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict w as returned And while Lennin rea d a book on Marx the quart et pmct ice d in the pa rk nd we sang dir ges in the dar We were singin'.
.bye-bye.
.etc.
Helter-skelter in the sum me r swel ter the birds flew off with a fallout she lte Eight mi le s high and fallin' f ast , it landed foul on the gr as The playe rs tr ied for a forward pas s, with the jester on the sidelines in a ca st w the half-time ai r was sweet perfum e while the serge ants played a marching tune We all got up to dance but we never got the chance 'Cause the pla yers t rie d to take the field, the marching band refused to yield Do you recall what was revealed The day the music died We started singin'. bye-bye.. etc.
4. And ther e we we re all in one place, a generation lo st in sp ace
With no time left to st art agai So come on, Jac k be nimble, Jack be quick, Jac k Flash sa t on a candlestick 'Cause fir e is the devil's only friend And a watched him on the sta ge my hands were clenched in fi sts of rag No angel born in hell could break that Satan's spell And a s the flames climbed high into the night to light the s acrif icial r ite saw Satan laughing with delight th e day the mu sic died. He was singin'. bye-bye.. etc.
