LYRIC FOR SALE

By Songs4Singers

(Verse 1)
The sky was dressed in black, as I remember,
That fateful twenty-fourth night of November,
The tragic year was nineteen ninety one,
My drivetime radio was babbling on,
When breaking news exploded in my head,
The Great Pretender‘s passed away, they said.

(Verse 2)
Flamboyant style, he captured every show,
The Queen of Hearts or the King of Rock and Roll,
He played that game of fantasy so well,
As if he weaved a kind of magic spell,
Although he had it all, still not enough,
That crazy little thing we need called love.

(Chorus)
But HE WILL LIVE FOREVER,
In the gems he left behind,
HE WILL LIVE FOREVER,
In the music of our minds.
His legacy will never lose its sparkle or grow old,
HE'LL BE LOVED FOREVER,
In our hearts and in our souls.

(Bridge)
Someday, I hope to ramble round the streets of Zanzibar,
Down the alleyways of Stone Town, to the birthplace of a Star.
Whose journey was traumatic, but he wanted to break free,
Because that was the only way he could reach his destiny.

(Chorus repeat)
Now HE WILL LIVE FOREVER,
In the gems he left behind,
HE WILL LIVE FOREVER,
In the music of our minds.
His legacy will never lose its sparkle or grow old,
HE'LL BE LOVED FOREVER,
In our hearts and in our souls.

(Final chorus)
Yes HE WILL LIVE FOREVER,
In the gems he left behind,
HE WILL LIVE FOREVER,
In the music of our minds.
His legacy will never lose its sparkle or grow old,
HE'LL BE LOVED FOREVER,
In our hearts and in our souls.
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working copy showing the breakdown into syllables in each section:
(Verse 1)
The sky was dressed in black, as I re-mem-ber, – 11 syllables
That fate-ful twen-ty-fourth night of No-vem-ber, – 11 syllables
The trag-ic year was nine-teen nine-ty one, – 10 syllables
My drive-time ra-di-o was babbl-ing on, – 10 syllables
When break-ing news ex-plo–ded in my head, – 10 syllables
The Great Pre-tend-er‘s passed a-way, they said. – 10 syllables
(Verse 2)
Flam-boy-ant style, he cap-tured ev-er-y show, – 11 syllables
The Queen of Hearts or the King of Rock and Roll, – 11 syllables
He played that game of fan-tas-y so well, – 10 syllables
As if he weaved a kind of mag-ic spell, – 10 syllables
Al-though he had it all, still not e-nough, – 10 syllables
That craz-y litt-le thing we need called love. – 10 syllables
(Chorus)
But HE WILL LIVE FOR-EV-ER , – 7 syllables
In the gems he left be-hind, – 7 syllables
HE WILL LIVE FOR-EV-ER, – 6 syllables
In the mu-sic of our minds. – 7 syllables
His leg-a-cy will nev-er lose its spark-le or grow old, – 14 syllables
HE'LL BE LOVED FOR-EV-ER – 6 syllables
In our hearts and in our souls. – 7 syllables
(Bridge)
Some-day, I hope to ram-ble round the streets of Zan-zi-bar, – 14 syllables
Down the all-ey-ways of Stone Town, to the birth-place of a Star, –15 syllables
Whose journ-ey was trau-mat-ic, but he wan-ted to break free, – 14 syllables
Be-cause that was the on-ly way he could reach his des-tin-y.. –15 syllables

(Chorus repeats)
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