The good folks pull together. It's July 4th forever. Down in celebration, Florida. . The neighbors bring you coffee. And everyone's always happy. Down in celebration, Florida.
Chopped a tree, the garden of Eden is finished. When I say mankind, I use it as a derogatory term. Whereas scientists and governments use it as a saving grace.
Big tall courthouse, a clock upon the wall. A hammer on the table and a copper on the door. A judge in front and a jury at the side. A judge in front and a jury at the side.
Out of the offices, faces grey. All of the zombies look the other way. Scared of meeting face to face. Scared to let strangers into their space. Out of the offices, faces grey.
I'm the boss of the BBC. I'm the monkey at the top of the media tree. Your version of the riots in Cape Town. Comes second-hand from me. Chewing and spewing this revolution.
Three steps forward, two steps back. Oblivious to all around. Psyching up for the big jump. Breathing getting deeper. Then charging down the track. Hitting the board just right.
Bing played golf. Do-be-do-be-do. In the rain. Do-be-do-be-do. Struck by lightning. Do-be-do-be-do. Never again do-be-do-be-do-be-do-be-do.
Sweetness, sweetness. I was only joking. When I said I'd like to. Smash every tooth in your head. . Sweetness, sweetness. I was only joking. When I said by rights.
Whilst robson plays his sharp cd. And beardsley paints his lounge "hint of green". And the big clubs dream of a superleague. Of keegan's "reasonable" three thousand a week.
The world is waking outside my window. Bella ciao, bella ciao, bella ciao ciao ciao. Drags my senses into the sunlight. For there are things that I must do.
Hey diddle diddle, here's a brand new riddle. What's shallow and cheap with a hole in the middle. Five fingers holding four wise angels. Little heads float by on clouds of goodness.
As soon as I'm born they made me feel big. That I was privileged without having to be rich. They had a place set aside for me to help to run this society.
Puppy eyes puppy eyes tearing claws spitting pride. Roll over! Roll over! Roll over! Roll over!. Pretty please pretty play chase away chase away. Nasty nasty snapping nasty biting spitting nasty nasty.
I'm out in the country for a walk one day. I get the urge and I've got to go. I look around, make sure no one's around. I pull down my pants and I face the ground.
I got a skateboard. Oo-ee-oo!. I'm skating down the street. With my trucks all new. Here comes the nme. Coming into view. Looking for a gimmick. That it can screw.
There isn't any light at the end of the tunnel. Open your eyes, go and have a look. There isn't any light at the end of the tunnel. If you open our eyes, you might get a surprise.
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.