Oblivion

Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo If all the people in the world camped out in your back garden Would you write and tell the king or would you grab a tent and join them I can see that all the possibilities for freedom Could just sway your first decision, subject them all to oblivion Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo And do you feel life is threatened by the fabricated stories Dreamt up by the sons of campers you killed back in the forties I could see that all the possibilities for conflict Could just back up your decision to subject them all to oblivion Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo I can't stand the things that they do to me I won't wait for Jesus to prove to me When all the people in the world move out of your back garden Would you celebrate the passing of your life as Mr. Badman You could see that all the possibilities in peacetime Force a new decision, don't subject them all to oblivion Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo I can't stand the things that they do to me I won't wait for Jesus to prove to me I can't stand the things that they do to me I won't wait for Jesus to prove to me Oh goodness, my gracious, I hope it's not contagious Although it seems it's catching, it's best not to get careless Oh goodness, my gracious, I hope it's not contagious Although it seems it's catching, it's best not to get careless Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop Oblivion Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop Oblivion Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop Oblivion Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop Oblivion