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I’ve been sleeping in the alleys Slaving in the galleys Drinking, to my heads a throb I’ve been seeking the Big issues With a face full of tissues
I’ve been pulling on a church bell… Trying to encourage some hope In my Elton John high platform sh… And my hair spiked upwards, in sup… I’ve climbed on the church slate r…
I’m being Mesmerised by a Cat Fl… Watching my Cat Trumper Going through and Back
When there’s not a lot to do And your mind has too much informa… When there’s not a lot to do And your fed up with your location You look in corners, for a lost vi…
I Clasp at your avenue of dissent In the quarters of your dire extre… And vaporise in your air of conven… The music cluster of enraged notes In wish wash environment
Now, Your never feel alone When you get back, to your home Those web dating services were like dating a stone But now you’ve got
It could be worse Written on the gravestone In the unkept churchyard by the se… Other Dead people had it worse th… It’s no good feeling sorry for you…
Triggering a dramatic chain of eve… With dim witted friends And exposing ignorance of transpla… To the flat like a cattle rancher Outside an engineers truck, loses…
I sleep under a canvass by a burrow at night The fire slims to cinders in the drips of moonlight I hear the wild life chatting
Clutched in sit, you are in the sc… Munching fielded flowers, in tickl… Jumping down on a road drill Built those sinews, in arms, up There you are, strangling a hurt c…
When your heads in a field of emot… And your eyes are in a dance floor… And sneak in a collaboration with… Whizzing round in the idleness Of… You clip in the depth and pull up…
When God made the human Body He didn’t include Coffee When Adam and Eve were in that G… Things were not that Jolly And there’s no Coffee in the Bibl…
I Play the guitar, So What! I write songs, who gives a jot? I was once in a Band, in Bananara… I had one fan, a Tone Deaf, one n… I like Clapton and Hendrix, So W…
Boris jugular vein Had a thrombosis on his ice cream Scattering his grain in grimaces That’s tame Gluttermangle shoeshine