Who’s Gonna Watch The Skies (Now That Reg Is Gone)

An old Andover rocker
With a windfall from a song
Said no one lives forever
I may not be here long
He knew he had a mission
Since the day that he was born
So he got him a camera
And photographed the corn
Who’s gonna watch the skies now that Reg is gone?

From Somerset to Oxford
And Wiltshire in between
There were fractal patterns in the wheat
The strangest he had seen
Reporters from the papers
Tried to paint him as a clown
But he just smiled and carried on
They couldn’t get him down
Who’s gonna watch the skies now that Reg is gone?

They tried to burst the bubble
They said “Now here’s the thing”
“We flattened them sprouts, when the pub chucked out
With some planks and bits of string”
Well Reg he shrugged and answered
In his West Country drawl
“There’s thousands of them things out there
And you couldn’t have made ‘em all”
Who’s gonna watch the skies now that Reg is gone?

Now that he has passed away
No one can cheat that fate
Hope his questions all were answered
When he reached those pearly gates
The crops keep getting flattened
The circles still are drawn
But who’s gonna watch the skies for us
Now that Reg is gone
Who’s gonna watch the skies now that Reg is gone?

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