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Thursday, February 2nd, 2012
Me and my partner we work on the run
The quick try to get quicker
And the creepers get hung
Now it’s you that got wasted tonight on the job
One lost his liquor
And the other lost his hand
Ten sticky thumb prints on the door and the sink
But nothin’ saw nothin’ – just smell the stink
Five hundred...
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Saturday, July 2nd, 2011
She makes me so unsure of myself
Standing there but never talking sense
Just a visitor you see
So much wanting to be seen
She’d open up the door and vaguely carry us away
It’s the customary thing to say or do
To a disappointed proud man in his grief
And on Fridays she’d be there
And on Wednesday not at...
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Tuesday, April 19th, 2011
Duck and Sally inside
They’re cooking for the down five
Who’s starin’ at Miss Rayon
Who’s busy lickin’ up her pig pen
I’m searching for my mainline
I said I couldn’t hit it sideways
I said I couldn’t hit it sideways
Oh, just like Sister Ray said
Whip it on
Rosie and Miss...
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Saturday, March 5th, 2011
Won’t you help me please,
I’m growing old
A million years ago
Won’t you help me sneeze,
I’ve caught a cold
Another way to go
Just hold on tightly
This shows on my breed
They speak so very slow
It gets so hard to follow
Slowly in the mist of captive eyes
To carry you from home
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Tuesday, December 21st, 2010
When the winter days are gone
Never find any summer breezes
Until you’ve gone through spring
Another way out of here
Another way out of here
Another way
Another way out of here
Cause I’m a lofty man
I’m a hungry man
Gonna be, gonna be, gonna be, gonna be some changes made round here
Another...
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Wednesday, October 13th, 2010
When the winter days are gone
Never find any summer breezes
Until you’ve gone through spring
Another way out of here
Another way out of here
Another way
Another way out of here
Cause I’m a lofty man
I’m a hungry man
Gonna be, gonna be, gonna be, gonna be some changes made round here
Another...
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Wednesday, August 18th, 2010
Words: Dylan Thomas
Lie still, sleep becalmed, sufferer with the wound
In the throat, burning and turning. All night afloat
On the silent sea we have heard the sound
That came from the wound wrapped in the salt sheet.
Under the mile off moon we trembled listening
To the sea sound flowing like blood from the loud wound
And...
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Tuesday, July 6th, 2010
Oh Emily, I’d love to be
Down by the sea with you
Having tea with you
Walking hand in hand
On the shifting sands
Maybe we’ll love again
Maybe we’ll love again
Soon the time will come
When we must say
Goodbye my dear dear friend
Till we meet again
Though I’m far away
I’ll...
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