....Helter skelter in a summer swelter. (2012!!)
The birds flew off with a fallout shelter,(The Faithful)Eight miles high and falling fast. (SSPX)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 the sergeants played a marching tune. (Everybody comfy)
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,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die." (People just don't care)
Oh, 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.
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage
My hands were clenched in fists of rage.(The Devil is on The SSPX stage in control)No angel born in hell
Could break that satan's spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night
To light the sacrificial rite,
I saw satan laughing with delight
The day the music died (Soon)
(While the people don't seem to want to do anything so they sing with the Devil..)
He was singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry.
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
And singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."
I met a girl who sang the blues
And I asked her for some happy news,
But she just smiled and turned away. (You crazy? We're all comfy & "happy")
I went down to the sacred store
Where I'd heard the music years before,
But the man there said the music wouldn't play.
And in the streets: the children screamed,
The lovers cried, and the poets dreamed. (Chaos)
But not a word was spoken;
The church bells all were broken. (Bishop Fellay has silenced the Truth)
And the three men I admire most:
The father, son, and the holy ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast (God doesn't bless this mess)
The day the music died.
And they were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry. (While the people don't care...just comfy)And them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day that I die.
"this'll be the day that I die."
They were singing,
"bye-bye, miss american pie."
Drove my chevy to the levee,
But the levee was dry. (If the SSPX withers away they will stay just dont take their comfy away.)Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "this'll be the day that I die."
That is just a little of what we get out of the song.