100 Years Lament
(Tune of Traditional Irish Drinking Ballad)
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Lost are the boys of yesteryear
Leading triumphant with hurry-some cheer
Gone are the days of remember when
Soon to be forgotten like them
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Where did they go, some lament
While others claim, they were wasted and spent
I, by the fire, speak not a word
We all be at fault
as far as I’m concerned
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Broken shadows without hands for soap
No glad tidings before the rope
All is set and quiet my dear
Lighting the candles slowly in fear
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Oh the men with their hats
The women with their bras
The chocolate in the grocery store
The writing on the walls
The lil’ babies talk
only to them screens
Human flesh to thems’
jus’a screen
From one generation
to the next generation
It’s your own damn fault
It’s our own damn fault.
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Create the image that you will
Fall upon sword after sword
with each kill
Gone are the days of yesteryear
Gone are the sounds of rowdy cheer
Lost are the boys of all those years
Leading triumphant future cheers
Gone are the days of remember when
Soon to be forgotten like them
Gone are the days of remember when
Soon to be forgotten like them
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Where did they go, some lament
While others claim, they were wasted and spent
I, by the fire, speak not a word
We be at fault cuz we n’ever learn
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Oh the men with their hats
The women with their bras
The chocolate in the grocery store
The writing on the walls
The lil’ babies talk
only to them screens
Human flesh to thems’
jus’a screen
From one generation
to the next generation
It’s your own damn fault
It’s our own damn fault
©2010 KHC
