Oblivion

Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo
 If all the people in the world camped out in your back garden
 Would you write and tell the king or would you grab a tent and join them
 I can see that all the possibilities for freedom
 Could just sway your first decision, subject them all to oblivion
 Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo
 And do you feel life is threatened by the fabricated stories
 Dreamt up by the sons of campers you killed back in the forties
 I could see that all the possibilities for conflict
 Could just back up your decision to subject them all to oblivion
 Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo
 I can't stand the things that they do to me
 I won't wait for Jesus to prove to me
 When all the people in the world move out of your back garden
 Would you celebrate the passing of your life as Mr. Badman
 You could see that all the possibilities in peacetime
 Force a new decision, don't subject them all to oblivion
 Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo
 I can't stand the things that they do to me
 I won't wait for Jesus to prove to me
 I can't stand the things that they do to me
 I won't wait for Jesus to prove to me
 Oh goodness, my gracious, I hope it's not contagious
 Although it seems it's catching, it's best not to get careless
 Oh goodness, my gracious, I hope it's not contagious
 Although it seems it's catching, it's best not to get careless
 Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop
 Oblivion
 Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop
 Oblivion
 Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop
 Oblivion
 Ooh wop bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop
 Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop. Bop ba doo wop
 Oblivion