All these national treasures falling round us
Sir Jimmy Saville you were just the first
Now I don't want to make a massive fuss
But could it be the 70s were cursed?
Now Gary Glitter he's got sixteen years
And poor old Rolf he won't get out again
It makes you just want to break down in tears
To think of all the horror and the pain
That they dished out these people we admired
While everybody looked the other way
And they were never beaten, caught or fired
Though their respect was built on feet of clay.
Celebrities, in time will you prevail,
Or will you end up rotting in a gaol?
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