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His monument
A pile of clothes left on the beach
Another sermon never preached
To be washed out by the tide
With the goals he'd never reach

Another trophy gathers dust
A hushed crowd who mourn the loss of a soul lost to success
At all cost

Oh did he do it for the show
Cos he missed the highs and lows
Did he chance it for the buzz?
His wife will never know
He was so Gung Ho
Oh so Gung Ho

He lived his life like thе poets were in awе
Like the films he never saw
Like he owed it to the world to explore
He met his end
A blaze of glory from the start
A lust for life his work of art

How we burst upon the scene and then depart

Oh did he do it for the show?
Cos he'd miss the highs and lows
Did he chance it for the buzz
His kids will never know
He was so Gung Ho
Was so Gung Ho

Oh so Gung Ho

Oh did he do it for the thrill
Another dream a bitter pill
It's not a choice to runaway
When you're afraid of standing still

Oh, He was so Gung Ho
Oh so Gung Ho
He was so Gung Ho
He was so Gung Ho

Oh so Gung Ho

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