And, the three men I admire most:
the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost,
Caught the last train for the coast
the day the music died
and they were singing 'bye bye -mother f*ck*rs!'
Well they'd have to be if they were abandoning us at such a dark moment, wouldn't they?
And why is Don McLean the singer/writer such an admirer then? One can either conclude he's either an idiot or masochist with a diety fetish.
OR maybe, just maybe he's the wisest philosopher ever; smart enough to see we have been abandoned, but canny enough to slip it into a pop song so he can't be brought up on heresy charges!
No wonder mankind has been acting out all these centuries, it's got repressed abandonment issues. Now I'm pissed. I hope that 'last train for the coast' went off the friggin' rails!
And I hope they wound up worse than these:
|the most famous|
|the most fiery|
|and the most tragic -because while all other train wrecks|
were at least over in moments, this one never ends.