When you read about somebody special
Who has met an untimely end
Although you didn't even know them personally
Feels like you've lost a friend

And to all the cynics who think Lennon
Only cared about what he could spend
I say to hell with your money fixations
Feels like we've lost a friend

And when i die as i must do
I know it's an awful thing to talk about
And i'd give anything for it never to be true
What a way to make a living digging graves
Still you'd never need to fear being made redundant that way

And for those of you who think that Presley
Only cared about what he could spend
Remember that without him might have been no Lennon
Feels like we've lost a friend

And when i die as i must do
Know it's an awful thing to talk about
And i'd give anything for it never to be true
If it's any consolation money buys
Only material things no way can it extend your life

When you read about somebody special
Who has met an untimely end
Although you didn't even know them personally
Feels like you've lost a friend

Writer : O'SULLIVAN, GILBERT
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, UNIVERSAL MUSIC-CAREERS OBO GRAND UPRIGHT MUSIC LTD