That was a close escape, have to get a new hobby to relate.. Something less conspicuous, won`t take up too much time,. Something less energetic, for what I`ve got in mind..
Papers in the morning. Bowler hat on head. Walking to the bus stop. He's longing for his bed,. Waiting with his neighbours. In the rush hour queue. Got to get the first bus.
One, two, three, four. One, two, three, four. We're the chipmunks, hear us roar. We're the chipmunks, hear us roar. Sound off, chipmunks. Sound off, chipmunks.
The Government have announced. That London Bridge is to be closed. Under the full moon of May the third. All the lighthouses and seaside roads. No, I never heard, I never read in the news.
A sorting office in the Old Kent Road. Caters from coast to most. A nice little number if you're out of work. And aren't the sort to boast,. you're in need of a job, bob-a-job, rob-a-job.
More leverage was passed today. From the radio I heard him say. I fixed another lock on my toilet door. House to house checks will commence throughout.
I can fly you to your loved ones but I can promise no return. To a shell-shocked God forsaken where their craters still they burn. Have a drink on me.
Everything that I tell you, girl, every word that you hear. Every little whisper, let me make myself clear. There ain't no lies to deceive you, I love you too much for that.
Found a fiver, heh, heh, Willy. . So there I am polished heart. I'm in full puff I look the part. My wad is packed to reimburse. I've yet to re-rehearse.
Er, excuse me mate.. 'Scuse me,. 'Scuse me,. 'Scuse me,. 'Scuse me mate.. . Yes, sonny?. . Someone's taken the cue from behind the eight ball..
Naughty boys in nasty schools. Headmaster's breaking all the rules. Having fun and playing fools. Smashing up the woodwork tools. All the teachers in the pub.
Well, there's a man I know. At least I used to years ago. I didn't really mind. He used to come round all the time. . Of course he had to be fed. I had to give him a bed.
Could it be someone's telling lies. Or could it be that I'm getting wise. Awoke myself from a nose dive climb. I caught myself but you've lost all pride.
Could it be someone's telling lies. Or could it be that I'm getting wise. Awoke myself from a nose dive climb. I caught myself but you've lost all pride.
Woohoo woohoo woohoo. . Here comes an honest looking man. With his round face and his fat hands. See the news, there he is. With the answers to the last quiz.
(McPherson/Barson). Transcribed by ir.drs. Ben Jos Walbeehm ([email protected]). with Charles Corby ([email protected]). Date of last revision: January 26, 1995..
4 amTerry turns he just cannot sleep from the. ceaseless noise out inthe streetIt's too hot, and. it's too late, there's nothing he can do butwaitTerry says I'm going nowhere fastNobody hears.
A straw headed woman, and a barrel chested man. A pocket full of posies with a hat brim full of sand. (Ooh ooh) waiting for the train that never comes.
Here they come again hop scotching up to my door. One by one again knockety knock knocking upon my floor. Swinging on my gate they gain entry by the yard.