Did you hear what happened to Jenny Droe?. Couldn't believe it, but it's true. Twenty-six, and now she's dead. I wish that I could've died instead. . Did you hear what happened to Jenny Droe?.
It seems as clear as yesterday. We saw it in a dream. but dream became insanity. an awful gaping scream. So sad to see such emptiness. So sad to see such tears.
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The end of the evening, unable to cope. Unique entertainment no longer a joke. The close of the picture, the end of the show. Merciless torment, torturous blow.
The bell on my door rang this morning. From the kitchen I called "Who's that there?". Through the letter box came a grappling hook. Which grappled me right out of my chair!.
Cellar full of diamonds, turret full of gold. All for a mermaid's locket, too much to hold. Drink the seals' blood from the ocean,. Drink the whole ocean dry.
I'm a dog in a manger. A cat with a mouse. I'm the prodigal stranger. I'll burn down the house. I'm a self-educator. A collector of news. I'm the cool liberator.
(brooker / reid). . Though I know the night has fallen and the sun's sailed out to sea. I will wait here for the band to play the trumpet voluntary. And with one foot on the seashore and the other in the sand.
Though I know the night has fallen and the suns sailed out to sea. I will wait here for the band to play the trumpet voluntary. And with one foot on the seashore and the other in the sand.
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Don't eat green meat it ain't good for you. you know it killed your brother, killed your sister too. even fresh fried chicken on new-mown sand. can't beat red beans eaten outa your hand.
Tulips lips oh Luskus Delph. Your baking breath breeds body 'x'. With silken measures try to gauge. The inside sweetness of your cave.. . Peach preserve your simmering jewel.
I know if I'd been wiser this would never have occurred. but I wallowed in my blindness so it's plain that I deserve. for the sin of self-indulgence when the truth was writ quite clear.
Lime Street in the afternoon. everybody crazy as a coon. I'm running round in my underpants. trying to find some kinda romance. . Quarter past three [sic] on Lime Street.
Weird goings-on at the county jail. Prisoners reading the sheriffs mail. Hes strapped down to a swivel chair. Trying to swivel right out of there. Pin-striped sweets in cell 15.
(G.Brooker / K.Reid / M.Fisher). . You and me got a chance to make things right. The writing... the writing's on the wall. You and me got a chance to turn things 'round.
Spoken: a man gets on a train and starts having thoughts about his past, and a lot of references to old procol harum songs go through his head.). . 'i'd been wandering around manhattan for a couple of days, kinda lost; suddenly I found myself in grand central station. I looked up at the board: there it was -- 'last train to niagara 1:15': I just had to get on it. I had to get up there and find the answers ...'.
Jostle, hassle, elbow bustle. in a swirling rainbow tussle. Caught and frozen, broken sheen. now unites for one brief scene. . Lonely in the dark I grope.
Jostle, hassle, elbow bustle. in a swirling rainbow tussle. Caught and frozen, broken sheen. now unites for one brief scene. . Lonely in the dark I grope.
Well I opened my eyes this morning,. I wasn't at home in bed. There were four angels standin' 'round me. I thought I must be dead. Yeah I opened my eyes this mornin'.