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heh

its 5 am... i saunter home. window is broken in the ahar position. i have to be up in 2 hrs and go to work after 48 hrs of FIBUA mayhem.

i'm tired, fatigues, bruised, and the last thunderflash still has my ears ringing.

then across the road from my house. on the forested side of Mynedd Pembre (Pembrey Mountain) damn chorus erupts.

i know how you feel sooth

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Son of a Sailor - Jimmy Buffett

The sea's in my veins

My tradition remains

I'm just glad I don't live in a trailer

Pirate Looks at 40 - Jimmy Buffett

I've done a bit of smugglin'

I've run my share of grass

I made enough money to buy Miami

but I pissed it away so fast

Never meant to last

Never meant to last

Edited by Goth Brooks
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Guest Megalicious

Placebo----hang on to you IQ

Chinese masseuse

Comes between us

Talks in haikus

Plastic venus

Got a headrush

In her pocket

Two rubbers two lubes

And a silver rocket.

Hang on hang on,

To your iq to your id,

Hang on hang on,

To your iq to your id.

I'm lonely, I'm lonely

I'm lonely, I'm lonely

Every morning

My eyes will open wide

I gotta get high

Before i go outside

Roll another

For breakfast

Burning clouds around

And in my solar plexus

Hang on hang on,

To your iq to your id,

Hang on hang on,

To your iq to your id.

I'm lonely, I'm lonely

I'm lonely, I'm lonely

Legs eleven

Makes me stay up late

Two fat ladies on my back

And now it's 88

I'm a fool

Whose tool is small

It's so miniscule

It's no tool at all

Hang on hang on,

To your iq to your id,

Hang on hang on,

To your iq to your id.

I'm lonely, I'm lonely

I'm lonely, I'm lonely

Oh

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Morrissey: Now My Heart is Full

There's gonna be some trouble

A whole house will need re-building

And everyone I love in the house

Will recline on an analyst's couch quite

Soon

Your Father cracks a joke

And in the usual way

Empties the room

Tell all of my friends

(I don't have too many

Just some rain-coated lovers' puny brothers)

Dallow, Spicer, Pinkie, Cubitt

Rush to danger

Wind up nowhere

Patric Doonan - raised to wait

I'm tired again, I've tried again, and

Now my heart is full

Now my heart is full

And I just can't explain

So I won't even try to

Dallow, Spicer, Pinkie, Cubitt

Every jammy Stressford poet

Loafing oafs in all-night chemists

Loafing oafs in all-night chemists

Underact - express depression

Ah, but Bunnie I loved you

I was tired again

I've tried again, and

Now my heart is full

Now my heart is full

And I just can't explain

So I won't even try to

Could you pass by ?

Could you pass by ?

Could you pass by ?

Could you pass by ?

Could you pass by ?

Oh ...

Now my heart is full

Now my heart is full

And I just can't explain

So ... slow ...

Slow ... slow ... slow ... slow ... slow ...

Oh, bless Morrissey and his love of infamous petty criminals of yore.

Edited by LuluVox
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