The Ballad Of Paul

[Intro]
Has Paul McCartney left this world
Has he taken his last breath
Have John and George and Ringo
Told us of his death
Never made the papers
He didn't read it, in the news
But it's right there, for you to find
In several hidden clues

From Sgt. Pepper to Abbey Road
They let us on a chase
And if you know, just where to look
It all falls into place

And are you mad, an accident
An unseen traffic light
A left-hand guitar on a [??]
Helps gone into [?]

And now I'm done
In morning wine
And a magical mystery tour
Free in the side, with blood red rose
One dead black makes more
Song lyrics are important
In fact, they say it all
At the end of, strawberry fields
John says "I buried Paul"

Four men on the front, of Abbey Road
Across a London street
The first in white, the next in black
The third no shoes on feet

A cigarette is daggling from the right hand of the dead
McCartney was left-handed so everyone has said
Is it just a few things that I have found
Is he somewhere on an English isle
Buried in the ground

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Of one fact I am certain
On one point crystal clear
Alive or dead, or just a hoax
The truth will never hear
John Lennon is a holy man
He'd like us to believe
He led us all, from clue to clue
So fantastic to conceive

If you can find it in the scriptures
You'll read it in King Lear
You may have a date in Pepper land
The time is drawing near