The youth in Asia
aren’t thinking
of euthanasia
Are the old in Asia?
Thinking of
oldanasia?

When I’m ready
to leave this earth
just send me quickly
to my birth

Don’t let my life linger
if I have a sore finger
If you can sir
cure my cancer
But if you cant
send me soon
to the mystical moon
If I cry
Don’t be shy
just say good bye
give me the drug
that hippies dug
one last trip
on the magical ship
you know I hate pain
more than others disdain
let me go
no woe
just go