Peace and love died
Before the wall went down in 1989
That's when the world went white and black
Because one man got shot in the back
Now, whether we choose to love or hate
We dropp to our knees and cry on December 8th
And through the assassins own rapture
He sat on the pavement an assumed the catcher
So now the years fall to dusk
Who could assume the blame of cutting the walrus' tusks?
Does justice prevail over this neurotic felon?
For the gone and unforgotten John Lennon