For those about to die. We salute you. For those of about to cry. We love you. For those of us who live in fear. Of Happy Christmas and new year. I raise a toast to you. And if it hurts. To be so blind. Why dont you try. being kind. They decided to become. A little more romantic. Creep up on you. While you sleep. I'll make you less attractive. Born without a spine. Why dont you try. Being kind. For those attempting their mother's way. You'll find a way to soldier on. For those whose love evaporates. I pray you find where you belong. All the words I have repressed. Are coming out today. I guess. It is justice not respect and avarice. And that just leaves comtempt. For you all. Oh oh oh. Yeah yeah. Yeah. I am just a simple man. With simple expectations. Deep regrets. They're seldom met. God speed my generation. And with ? on my mind. I should try being kind. For those about to die. We salute you. For those of about to cry. We love you. For those about to die. We salute you. For those of about to cry. We love you