| When you read about somebody special
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| who has met an untimely end
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| although you didn’t even know them personally
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| feels like you’ve lost a friend
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| And to all the cynics who think Lennon
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| only cared about what he could spend
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| I say to hell with your money fixations
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| feels like we’ve lost a friend
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| And when I die as I must do I know it’s an awful thing to talk about
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| and I’d give anything for it never to be true
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| what a way to make a living digging graves
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| still you’d never need to fear being made redundant that way
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| And for those of you who think that Presley
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| only cared about what he could spend
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| remember that without him might have been no Lennon
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| feels like we’ve lost a friend
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| And when I die as I must do know it’s an awful thing to talk about
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| and I’d give anything for it never to be true
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| if it’s any consolation money buys
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| only material things no way can it extend your life
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| When you read about somebody special
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| who has met an untimely end
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| Although you didn’t even know them personally
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| feels like you’ve lost a friend |