One Day Goodbye Will Be Farewell
Always be careful when you abuse the one you love
the hour or the day no one can tell
but one day “goodbye” will be “farewell”
and you will never see the one you love again
you will never see the one you love again
I have been thinking
(”What with?”)
my final brain-cell
how Time grips you slyly in its spell
and, before you know, goodbye will be farewell
and you will never see the one you love again
and the smiling children tell you that you smell
well, just look at me – a savage beast -
I’ve got nothing to sell
and when I die I want to go to hell
and that’s when goodbye should be farewell
Ta-ta, ta-ta, ta-ta-ta
Ta-ta, ta-ta, ta-ta-ta
Ta-ta, ta-ta, ta-ta-ta
Ta-ta, ta-ta, ta-ta-ta
One day “goodbye” will be “farewell”
so grab me while we still have the time