Treasure Island

AaI Harvey

(13/07/80 / Cannock)

The big finale


The Big Finale



I spit my lyrics out loud,
To make them hear it so shout:
REACTION! REACTION!


I wrote this simply for you
So you could all sing it too:
REACTION! REACTION!


I made it easy to sing,
So just sing along with me:
REACTION! REACTION!


I wrote this song for you all,
For each of you I adore
REACTION! REACTION!


I had to write you these words,
And say thanks for letting me hear the
REACTION! REACTION!


I want you to seize the day
And go and do it your way
REACTION! REACTION!


So give yourselves an applause
And let me say thank you for your
REACTION! REACTION!


(C) 2013 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 03, 2013

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