Edward What's your name? Mickey Michael johnstone. but everyone calls me Mickey what's yours? Edward Edward lyons. Mickey D' they call y' eddie? Edward No. Mickey Well, I will. Edward Will you?
What's your name? Michael Johnstone. But everyone calls me Mickey. What's yours? Edward Lyons. D' they call y' Eddie? No. Well, I will. Will you? Yeh. How old are y' Eddie? Seven I'm older than you. I
There I was on a July morning Looking for love, With the strength of a new day dawning And the beautiful sun At the sound of the first bird singing I was leaving for home With the storm and the night
One two three four One two three four The music reach, the music reach The music reach, the music reach One two, one two, one two three four The music reach, the music reach, the music reach One two
Crooks lay in a weighted state waiting for the dead assassin while the rust pure powder puffs, a shimmering opaque red. Papers spread, no-one driving, we hurled direct ahead, the windows dark-green ti
The time is too short but never too long to reach ahead, to project the image, which will in time become a concrete dream. Another cigarette, another day, from A to B, again avoiding C, D, and E, 'cau
Passed to hand, behind the curtain The letter brings change, now things are uncertain Hand to hand, the letter moves on Like a series of shocks, but the contents are known Oh faint heart, when the le
An unwilling sailor adrift from Arctic waters As the water gets warmer, my iceberg gets smaller As he pours more petrol on, he feels no fear As the flames get nearer, his thoughts get clearer A blue
Crawling, over your window, you think I'm confused I'm waiting for the divergent wasp To complete my current ruse You use a plate-glass screen To protect my chosen target But there's an air-pellet
Mist closing in, getting thicker One drops out, becoming quicker Lights grow dim, they glimmer The chances smaller, the odds are slimmer Dot dash, dip flash, don't crash Loosening my grip Be sure to t
So truly jolly, an Xmas dolly I talk on request, I'm never depressed I'll wink a good time till someone pokes me One big blue eye out So simply heady, a birthday teddy Punches make me bleat, this bar
If he had a room He'd paint it white Avoids the day Prefers the night Build sight... Got a head for figures No time for bickerers, (Or so he says) Prefers the company of a woman. One... Two... Three.
Sailing under a false flag We're crossing the IDL Becalmed where no creature lives Lost, forsaken, cursed Holed below the water line A shift in the plimsoll line Pumps in the engine room Women and
Album "Pink Flag" Our own correspondent Is sorry to tell Of an uneasy time That all is not well On the borders There's movement In the hills There is trouble Food is short Crime is double Prices ha
It was a summer sun, all the leaves were greening Within one day it all had changed On the evening news, all the skies were falling Your single light, a global fuse Can we ever stop believing in the
What d'you wanna do boy? Well, I don't really know D'you wanna go back to school, kid? Ernot really! Well, d'you wanna go to work, boy? Uh-uh! D'you wanna dig potatoes, son? No Siree! What d'you wanna
I'm Mr. Blowy Founding fathers and mothers left us a mandate We've got to separate the Church and the state So get your head straight before it's too late And you drop it in the plate, you must appre
You and me (You and me) We used to be together (Used to be) Everyday together (Everyday) Always (Always) You was dead from the beginning, all i had to do was survive In a race against millions where
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