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What I to posterity leave in my will
Is utter oblivion, so bear it
In mind. I bequeath unto all of you nil,
There’s nothing for you to inherit.
The Crimea, the Baltic, the beaches, the sea,
The yacht with the rigging for sailing,
The world as we know it I’m taking with me,
Live homeless, lights out, so start wailing.
What I to posterity leave in my will
Is utter oblivion, so bear it
In mind. I bequeath unto all of you nil,
There’s nothing for you to inherit.
The Crimea, the Baltic, the beaches, the sea,
The yacht with the rigging for sailing,
The world as we know it I’m taking with me,
Live homeless, lights out, so start wailing.