The continuous story of Bungalow Bill

After the Benefit of Mr. Kite

Bungalow Bill retired.

Years of running 

an ever decaying show

with poor friend Rocky Racoon,

after a catastrophic attempt

to imitate the dangerous path

of  Butch Cassidy

and the Sundance Kid).

Finally, they realized 

that dialogues like

'Hey bulldog, I'm the walrus'

were a complete failure

here, there and everywhere,

so Bill and Rocky made 

the final act and the curtain falled.

Bill tried to fix his holes

as best as he could,

payed the taxman

and took the long and winding

road, singing 'I'm a loser'.

'I should have known better

that there's a place

where I can go,

when I feel low,

when I feel blue...',

he also sang.

When he founded it,

he established.

Bill lives now in a bungalow

he built under the suburban skies

of Penny Lane, with a wonderful 

sight to Strawberry Fields.

He's not 'Bungalow Bill' anymore,

just  the fool on the hill,

but he doesn't care.

Nothing bothers him now.

He's going by 

with a little help

from his friends.

Now he is free as a bird,

he visits, now and then  

his dear Prudence.

There's no twist & shout any more,

nor too much monkey business in his life.

Yesterday is gone and tomorrow never knows.

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

& the  Magical Mystery Tour is over.

For the record,

Beethoven & all that

was buried at the Shea Stadium in New York City,

together with the mythical Ed Sullivan's show.

Now he's sixty-four

and a day in his life

is remembering the good times

with Vera, Chuck & Dave.

[Vera Čáslavská, the wonderful 

olympic gymnast before Nadia);

Chuck Berry  and Dave Clark 

of the homonimous Five...

(¿or better We Five?)

And at winters,

after a hard day's night,

he'll be fine with a taste of honey,

and lighting the fire

with Norwegian Woods.

The important thing for him

is that there are all together now

(six feet under) because 

all things must pass, ¿you know?

And that's it.

Cry baby cry 

and carry that weight.

See you anytime at all,

eight days a week...

You know my name,

look at the number...

BB

P.S. I love you

 It's all right Ma, I'm only bleeding  (BD)