Both players and watchers,. No-one knows the rules. That's what makes the game so great. "just get out there. And slug your opponent!". That's what makes the game so great.
But how do kings and presidents, prime ministers and generals, and company chairmen sleep at night?. How do they shut their eyes when they turn out the lights?.
The bowler's running in, the batsman lights a fag. He keeps a packet handy and it's lodged inside his pad. Because it's written in his contract that after every over.
And the company director spins the globe. Looks into on Atlas of the world. A supermarket lifestyle for as all. A thousand nations under company control.
Chapt nine, Armagodman. The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures. He leadeth me beside the still waters. He restoreth my soul. He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness. For his name's sake, yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for thou art with me, thy rod and thy staff, they confort me..
Words to describe Nicaragua of old. Cash crops and hunger and US control. Coffee and sugar on company land. Made to supply what the boss would demand.
Goodbye to the summer, sold down the river. Unhappy ever after, well, did you ever. Did you ever reach for the glued-down penny?. Same old joke and it's not funny.
Goodbye to the summer, sold down the river. Unhappy ever after, well, did you ever. Did you ever reach for the glued-down penny?. Same old joke and it's not funny.
In '36 the world's teams. Played up, played up, and played the game. Runners, jumpers, footballers. All sieg-heilling the fuhrer. Not so the black americans.
Welcome to Never Mind The Ballots. The phone lines are now open. If you'd like to put a question to the candidates the number to ring is oh five three two seven seven nine six four three.
And so in the tradition of Manfred the Great. The people built the glorious vision in his name. Great Britain they called it, a land for heroes. A land where no one was starving, a paradise, a garden of Eden.
Sitting on the shelf when someone called my number. With a template in one hand, scissors in the other. 'What lump of clay is this?' Said the king maker to me.
I wish, I wish. But it's all in vain. But it's all in vain. . I wish, I wish. But it's all in vain. But it's all in vain. . I wish, I wish. But it's all in vain.
A visionary pause in the cycle. When she refused to buy or sell. When the daughters of perfect wives. Said there must be more sacrifice. . Needed more than symbolic change.
Anybody can press a button and blow up a ship. Anybody can use an atom bomb. Anybody can pick up a big whip, and whip you. Anybody can stick a knife into you.
Thirty years of the same old shit. Of music, money, hit after hit. Smiles, lies, sales, walls. That's thirty years of rock and roll. They changed it's name once or twice.
Im a loner alone with neuroses and hate. Anger is a permanent character trait. My letter bombs are primed and ready to send. Would you like to add me as a friend?.
M spells man, K spells kind, could somebody tell me is man kind?. Manking is saying, gotta say goodbye now, gotto say goodbye to mother earth. I mean, how could I ever say that to her?.
People would have to be told that if they refuse to answer questions when they might be expected to answer questions, that is something which can be used at the trial and which might strengthen the case against them..
Oh, where are you now george?. Now that wingers have been laid to rest. And shirts have adverts across their breast. And it's all about who's the richest.