For a long time (since I got the last song out of my head) I’ve had this stuck in my head:
Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend
Do it in the name of Heaven, you can justify it in the end
there won’t be any trumpets blowing come the judgement day
on the bloody morning after (ooh-ooh) one tin soldier rides away
Got it? Okay, then I finally get rid of it with
In a couple of years they have built
a home sweet home
With a couple of kids running in the yard
of Desmond and Molly Jones
Happy ever after in the market place
Molly lets the children lend a hand
Desmond stays at home and does his pretty face And in the evening she still sings it with the band
Obladi oblada life goes on bra
Lala how the life goes on
Obladi oblada life goes on bra
Lala how the life goes on
And if you want some fun -
take obladi obla da…
And then shortly after that it was
But then, I wrote all this down, and I’m back to the bloody morning after one tin soldier rides away.
Gah!
