originally intended to be an inverted reflection of "Why Don't We Do it in The Road?", but rather became something along the lines of "Revolution part 1"
Some miles ahead of Abbey Road
a year or two before The Beatles' end
we discovered a more specially chocking
zebra crossing which twisted our minds
with unbelievably BLACK stripes
on a very WHITE, unwinding street
well, yes monkey, you saw right!
but we heard a bird complain from left:
"Why do people like to cross this zebra
more than any other fucking thing?!
Why can't they treat every street as equals?!"
then while our old brown shoes
stepped on that crazy creature
so curiously but lazy
for the 4.444:th time
like Beatles rolled over Beethoven
our reason began to (r)evolve:
"How boring if no road were unique...!
and if every street deserved the same
amount of attention - then
how could we dare to adore...?
and why would one bother to love anymore
one's favourite zebra some more than some horse?!"
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