Life they say is a mystery,
We all soon become history.
Life I say is busy,
People everywhere like zombies.
Life I say is crazy,
No food for the lazy.
Life I say is wavy,
Frequencies make you dizzy.
Oh! I feel all queasy.
We strife ‘coz we aint informed
We strife ‘coz we ain’t reformed.
Now let us be on guard.
Lads times are hard
Lasses free your fads.
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