AMERICAN PIE
A LONG LONG TIME AGO I CAN STILL REMEMBER HOW THAT MUSIC USED TO MAKE ME SMILE AND I KNEW IF I HAD MY CHANCE THAT I COULD MAKE THOSE PEOPLE DANCE AND MAYBE THEY'D BE HAPPY FOR A WHILE BUT FEBURARY MADE ME SHIVER WITH EVERY PAPER I'D DELIVER BAD NEWS ON THE DOORSTEP I COULDN'T TAKE ONE MORE STEP I CAN'T REMEMBER IF I CRIED WHEN I READ ABOUT HIS WIDOWED BRIDE BUT SOMETHING TOUCHED ME DEEP INSIDE THE DAY THE MUSIC DIED
** SO BYE BYE MISS AMERICAN PIE DROVE MY CHEVY TO THE LEVY BUT THE LEVY WAS DRY THEM GOOD 'OLE BOYS WERE DRINKING WHISKEY AND RYE SINGING THIS'LL BE THE DAY THAT I DIE THIS'LL BE THE DAY THAT I DIE
DID YOU WRITE THE BOOK OF LOVE AND DO YOU HAVE FAITH IN GOD ABOVE IF THE BIBLE TELLS YOU SO NOW DO YOU BELIEVE IN ROCK N ROLL CAN MUSIC SAVE YOUR MORTAL SOUL AND CAN YOU TEACH ME HOW TO DANCE REAL SLOW WELL I KNOW THAT YOU'RE IN LOVE WITH HIM 'CAUSE I SAW YOU DANCING IN THE GYM YOU BOTH KICKED OFF YOUR SHOES MAN I DIG THISE RHYTHM AND BLUES I WAS A LONELY TEENAGE BRONCIN' BUCK WITH A PINK CARNATION AND A PICK UP TRUCK BUT I KNEW I WAS OUT OF LUCK THE DAY THE MUSIC DIED
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NOW FOR TEN YEARS WE'VE BEEN ON OUR OWN
AND MOSS GROWS FAT ON A ROLLING STONE
BUT THAT'S NOT HOW IT USED TO BE
WHEN THE JESTER SANG FOR THE KING AND QUEEN
IN A COAT HE BORROW FROM JAMES DEAN
AND A VOICE THAT CAME FROM ME AND YOU
OH AND WHILE THE KING WAS LOOKING DOWN
THE JESTER STOLE HIS THORNY CROWN
THE COURTROOM WAS AJOURNED NO VERDICT WAS RETURNED
AND WHILE LENNON READ A BOOK ON MARX
THE QUARTET PRACTICED IN THE PARK
AND WE SANG DIRGES IN THE DARK THE DAY THE MUSIC DIED
HELTER SKELTER IN THE SUMMER SWELTER
THE BIRDS FLEW OFF WITH A FALL OUT SHELTER
EIGHT MILES HIGH AND FALLING FAST IT LANDED FOUL UPON THE GRASS
THE PLAYERS TRIED FOR A FORWARD PASS
WITH THE JESTER ON THE SIDELINES IN A CAST
NOW THE HALF TIME AIR WAS SWEET PERFUME
WHILE THE SERGEANTS PLAYED A MARCHING TUNE
WE ALL GOT UP TO DANCE BUT WE NEVER GOT THE CHANCE
THE PLAYERS TRIED TO MAKE THE FIELD
BUT THE MARCHING BAND REFUSED TO YEILD
DO YOU RECALL WHAT WAS REVEALED THE DAY THE MUSIC DIED
AND THERE WE WERE ALL IN ONE PLACE
A GENERATION LOST IN SPACE WITH NO TIME LEFT TO START AGAIN
SO COME ON JACK BE NIMBLE JACK BE QUICK
JACK FLASH SAT OB A CANDLE STICK
'CAUSE FIRE IS THE DEVILS ONLY FRIEND
AND AS I WATCHED HIM ON THE STAGE
MY HANDS WERE CLENCHED IN FISTS OF RAGE
NO ANGEL BORN IN HELL
COULD BREAK THAT SATAN'S SPELL
AND AS THE FLAMES CLIMBED HIGH INTO THE NIGHT
TO LIGHT THE SACRIFICIAL RITE I SAW SATAN LAUGHING WITH DELIGHT
THE DAY THE MUSIC DIED
I MET A GIRL WHO SANG THE BLUES
AND I ASKED HER FOR SOME HAPPY NEWS
BUT SHE JUST SMILED AND TURNED AWAY
I WENT DOWN TO THE SACRED STORE
WHERE I HEARD THE MUSIC YEARS BEFORE
BUT THE MAN THERE SAID THE MUSIC WOULDN'T PLAY
AND IN THE STREETS THE CHILDREN SCREAMED
LOVERS CRIED AND THE POETS DREAMED
BUT NOT A WORD WAS SPOKEN THE CHURCH BELLS ALL WERE BROKEN
AND THE THREE MEN I ADMIRE THE MOST
THE FATHER SON AND THE HOLY GHOST
THEY CAUGHT THE LAST TRAIN FOR THE COAST
THEY WERE SINGING
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