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By B.K. Date: 2008 Mar 22 Comment on this Work [[2008.03.22.22.31.23674]] |
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You’d have to be dead Not to want to shake your thing The Stones always get me going In a raw earthy move your body Universal rhythm not to be denied More so now than when we were young Back then we could shake it for hours And now we’re toast after thirty minutes But even now you just can’t give it up Even when it slams you hard With notions of your own mortality You wonder if they will be playing Start Me Up instead of Amazing Grace At your own funeral and somehow you smile Knowing that that’s the only way to go Having people speak of how They knew you and loved you Instead of the preacher-man Giving another heaven slash hell-fire I think some poetry readings (even some of mine) With animated pictures and funny stories Of this long life and love A lot of laughs through the tears After all I’ll be looking down Wanting you all to put on some Beatles Clapton or Led Zeppelin maybe a little Hendrix Because you all know that’s what will Be happening when the spirit moves me As for you Darlin Yours is the here and now spirit that moves me Makes me realize what cosmic juice we are made of Oh how we love and how we will dance From now and throughout eternity Baby it was meant to be as the love songs say Just start me up and I’ll never stop And don’t worry I’ll still be able to shake it when I’m 99 You’ll still give me that great grin And shake it right back at me You’ll be my younger man of 97 and 1/2 Just start me up And I’ll never stop never stop never stop You and Mick will never let me http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f8-yusZDtTU ©bk2008 |