Nevertheless It All Ended In 19 and 64

NEVERTHELESS IT ALL ENDED IN 19 And 64 By Roy Merritt (When reading it use a Cockney accent and the h is silent) Oh alas poor Jimmy Bond 'e didn't go past sixty four Cause you know 'is creator that's the year 'e went out the door Yes indeed Ian Fleming that was the year that 'e croaked That was the year the Good Lord 'is license to kill revoked 'e was only fifty six when 'e bought the farm Through a 'aze of cigarette smoke and Jimmy Bond's great charm 'e really liked to drink and smoked seventy fags a day So is it any wonder the Grim Reaper up 'auled 'im away 'e was in the Royal Navy and worked there as a spy During World War Two and the Nazi's 'e defied While in the Navy 'e worked on Golden Eye An operation 'e would later on in one 'is books apply 'e wrote "Casino Royale" and that pulp 'ad three great runs And later on "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang" for the little ones And I don't know who was the best in movies based on what 'e did write Whether it was Sean Connery, Mister Craig or that limber Dick Van Dyke Or maybe it was Julie Andrews or maybe Ms. P. Galore Nevertheless it all ended in nineteen and sixty four Yes indeed it all ended in nineteen and sixty four Nevertheless it all ended in nineteen and sixty four