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It's as easy as, 1, 2, 3. Understandable as A, B, C. Undesirable as, Don't Take Me. A simple ditty, So listen, Kiddie, There's no singing in the grave. No foot tapping, finger snapping, Lip smacking music where you're going; But don't be in a hurry to get going To a place where you're a gonner. You won't be chatting with a Brahma, Discussing laws with ancient Moses, There's no sitting Buddha posing, You ain't in blissful Nirvana. You'd be  in heaven in Havana. There aren't virgins waiting; No loaves and fishes baking; No bells ringing, No Mecca wailing, No roads paved with gold. I miss those stories I was sold. Whatever it is that ails you... Whatever it is that ails you... Whatever it is that ails you... Was it us who failed you? Stay a while, don't leave yet, You'll find nothing you expect, But you won't remember, And you won't forget.
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Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 3:44 PM UTC
Havana Is Heaven
It's as easy as, 1, 2, 3. Understandable as A, B, C. Undesirable as, Don't Take Me. A simple ditty, So listen, Kiddie, There's no singing in the grave. No foot tapping, finger snapping, Lip smacking music where you're going; But don't be in a hurry to get going To a place where you're a gonner. You won't be chatting with a Brahma, Discussing laws with ancient Moses, There's no sitting Buddha posing, You ain't in blissful Nirvana. You'd be  in heaven in Havana. There aren't virgins waiting; No loaves and fishes baking; No bells ringing, No Mecca wailing, No roads paved with gold. I miss those stories I was sold. Whatever it is that ails you... Whatever it is that ails you... Whatever it is that ails you... Was it us who failed you? Stay a while, don't leave yet, You'll find nothing you expect, But you won't remember, And you won't forget.
#suicide#teensuicide#teendeath#death
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francie-lynch
Jan 6, 2019
Jan 6, 2019 at 3:44 PM UTC
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