Where have all the people gone?
I walked through the town
where eating is spare,
there wasn’t a single person there!
I sat on the beach with no cool ‘99,
the sun shone brightly,
the sand was so fine;
but, ne’er did I hear the cry of:
‘Watch out, he’ll have your food!”
No, not a person to be seen,
how very rude.
I wish the people would return,
I would dive-bomb a snack;
oh, where, where are the people?
I do hope they will soon venture back.
Where have all the people gone?
I’d love a fresh pasty, a lolly, a scone;
I need the people to take their share,
my diet is ruining me beyond repair.
Oh, where, oh, where, have all the people gone?
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