[Chorus]
Absent friends, here's to them
And happy days, we thought that they would never end
Here's to absent friends

[Verse 1]
Little Jean Seberg seemed
So full of life, but in those eyes such troubled dreams
Poor little Jean
Woodbine Willie couldn't rest until he'd
Given every bloke a final smoke before the killing
Old Woodbine Willie

[Verse 2]
Steve McQueen jumped the first one clean
But the great escape he'd tried to make was not to be
Maybe next time Steve

[Verse 3]
Laika flew through inky blue
'Til Laika neared the atmosphere and Laika knew
Laika's life was through

[Verse 4]
Oscar Wilde was a lonely child
He fought and won acceptance from the world
They smiled, they laughed, they praised
They drove poor Oscar to his grave
[Chorus]
Absent friends, here's to them
And happy days, we thought that they would never end
But they always end
Raise your glasses then to absent friends