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American Pie 2
new lyrics by Daryl Fujii c 2002

A long, long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me smile.
And I knew if I had my chance that I could make those people dance and maybe they'd be happy for awhile.
But that December made me shiver, with every paper I'd deliver.
Bad news on the doorstep, I couldn't take one more step.
I remember that I cried and cried and sang a song called "In my Life."
Cause something touched me deep inside, the day the music died.

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Bye, bye miss American Pie, drove my chevy to the levy but the levy was dry.
Them good ole boys wer drinking whiskey and rye, singing this will be the day that I die.
This will be the day that I die.

I want my MTY, the dire policeman sang to me.
As the house came burning down.
We were hypnotized by videos of girls on film and centerfolds.
And retro felines rocking up the town.
We cruised all night in new wave cars. But danger lurked in cruising bars.
A plague fell unsuspected for those left unprotected.
And so we danced like maniacs to electric rockers dressed in black.
To the future we went back, the day the music died.

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The King of Pop was a juggernaut, beyond the earth to the moon he walked, with a coquette only known as Billy Jean.
The purple clown wore a foppish frown, mumbling to himself I gotta steal his crown,
Conspiring with the naked Virgin Queen.
But the Boss man came to stake his claim, for the good old USA.
The King was not unfurled, he summoned up the world.
The Irish planes went bombs away. The Red guns shot smack for a day.
But in our dreams Mike did reign, the day the music died.

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The homeboy crips ruled the hood.
Micky D walked this way and stood, in Adidas, heralding his badness.
But the red grunge punks proclaimed war with axes that screamed like dinosaurs.
Till their leader killed himself in sadness.
The cowboy heroes jumped right in. Riding stallions they roped the wind.
With achy breaky hearts, they faded without Garth.
The divas awed us as they sung. But they all vanished one by one.
The homeys could not be overcome, the day the music died.

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It was karaoke night at the bar. Smith and Jones came back from afar.
Winning prizes they never could back then.
Ben and Santa were so cool, singing songs from the old school.
And the loner mined for gold again.
The Cooley boys they harmonized. The audience cheered in sheer delight.
Till the clones came dancing in, flashing their pearly grins.
The virgin's sister said she might, wearing clothes that fit oh so tight.
But destiny finally won the fight, the day the music died.

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Then began the millinnium and suddenly music wasn't fun.
When chicken little cried the sky is falling.
No one could believe their eyes and all our hearts were paralyzed.
For something that was so appalling.
Then on that dark November day, music's spirit passed away.
The guitars gently cried, but like Richard we'd survive.
For the coldest night it cannot last, music said all things must pass.
And we moved on after one last gasp, the day the music died.

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[This message has been edited by Brian Austin Whitney (edited 08-31-2002).]