Now as I was young and easy, happy with my Keurig light,
About the lilting house and happy as the tea was green,
The night before the starry jingles,
Live Rounds let me hail and climb
Golden in the heydays of their eyes…
And honored among battles I was Prince of the Taylor towns
And once below a time I lordly had the TMZ
Trailing with daisies to party
and shiver me timbers until the windfall light.
And as I was green and carefree, famous among the yarns
About Pharrell’s happy yard and singing as my farm’s once home,
In the fun that is but young once only,
Time let me play and be
Golden in the mercy of his means.
Yet I, once green and golden, am dunceman and ombudsman, as calves
Sing to my horn again, and the foxes on the hills bark no and cold,
As the sabbath rings slowly…
like death knells in the holy bells.