Beware

Step right on up, take a good, good look
At the latest pie that fate could cook
This is no phenom, no supermarket guru
Just a revelation from me to you

So don't believe a thing that you might hear
At least from the last thirty, forty years
'Cause it wasn't long ago just before the reign of Nero
We had no concept of zero

So beware, children beware, the devil may care
Six little soldiers with stripes on their shoulders
Never with a thought to dare
So take aim, children take aim
The drill sergeant sang
With ample perspiration ordered
Stop your respiration
And end the flow of oxygen to the brain

So wake up sleepyhead, listen what I have to say
As you near, near your Independence Day
Just keep in mind, in time you'll find so few
Have your best interests in mind

So don't believe a thing that you might hear
At least from the last thirty, forty years
'Cause is wasn't long ago just before the reign of Nero
We had no concept of zero, none at all

So beware
The devil may care
And maybe he's the only one



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Wegman Bird
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