I leave in Chicago now
Everyone must leave
Leave and let leave, I say
The dead leave no more, they stay
As leaves accumulate on the grass on their graves
They cannot leave, they stay
In the solitary sanitary cemetery, but
All you need is love
Love is all you need
Love is all there is
Is that all?
Don your love glove, Gov.
I’m loving it, while I leave.
You are the girl, Shirl
I am the boy, Roy
Glad to have our gender roles straight now.
Have a whirl with that girl
Don’t toy with that boy.
Or with Leroy Tolstoy.
Do you love to leave?
As long as I’m leaving
I can leave.
I need to leave.
Turn over a new leaf.
Throw out the whole damn book.
Turn over that old leaf, and the gold leaf
While you loaf.
Before you’re old you need some gold
As the cards of life you hold
And do not fold
Cause
Before they made you they broke the mold.
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