And while Lennon read a book on Marx,

The quartet practiced in the park

And we sang dirges in the dark

The day the music died. We were singing...


(Verse 4) Helter Skelter in a summer swelter

The birds flew off with the fallout shelter Eight miles high and falling fast

It landed foul on the grass

The players tried for a forward pass

With the jester on the sidelines in a cast

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume

While sergeants played a marching tune

We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance

'Cause the players tried to take the field, The marching band refused to yield.

Do you recall what was revealed, The day the music died?

We started singing


(Verse 5) And there we were all in one place

A generation lost in space

With no time left to start again

So come on Jack be nimble Jack be quick

Jack Flash sat on a candlestick

'Cause fire is the devil's only friend