Eets ear again.
Don't blame me.
No, I would not give you false hope
On this strange and mournful day
But the mother and child reunion
Is only a motion away
Oh, little darling of mine
I can't for the life of me
Remember a sadder day
I know they say let it be
But it just don't work out that way
And the course of a lifetime runs
Over and over again
No, I would not give you false hope (no)
On this strange and mournful day
But the mother and child reunion
Is only a motion away
Oh, little darling of mine
I just can't believe it's so
Though it seems strange to say
I never been laid so low
In such a mysterious way
And the course of a lifetime runs
Over and over again
But I would not give you false hope (no)
On this strange and mournful day
When the mother and child reunion
Is only a motion away
Two fat parsons.
Now I've got a cousin called Kevin
He's sure to go to heaven
Always spotless, clean and neat
The smoothest you can get them
He's got a fur lined sheepskin jacket
My ma said they cost a packet
She won't even let me explain
That me and Kevin were just not the same
Oh my perfect cousin
What I like to do, he doesn't
He's his family's private joy
His mother's little golden boy
He's got a degree in economics
Maths, physics and bionics
He thinks that I'm a cabbage
'Cause I hate University Challenge
Even at the age of ten
Smart boy Kevin was a smart boy then
He always beat me at Subbuteo
Cause he flicked the kick and I didn't know
Oh my perfect cousin
What I like to do, he doesn't
He's his family's private joy
His mother's little golden boy
His mother bought him a synthesizer
Got the Human League into advise her
Now he's making lots of noise
Playing along with the Art school boys
Girls try to attract his attention
But what a shame, it's in vain total rejection
He will never be left on the shelf
'Cause Kevin he's in love with himself
Oh my perfect cousin
What I like to do, he doesn't
He's his family's private joy
His mother's little golden boyhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pgqa3cVOxUc
Ay up.
Fry day again.
It's been a toss up betwixt me knob and a bloody strangle hold on me pips.
New year
Everything changed
quiet at the back
We sail through endless skies
Stars shine like eyes
The black night sighs
The moon in silver trees
Falls down in tears
Light of the night
The Earth, a purple blaze
Of sapphire haze
In orbit always
While down below the trees
Bathed in cool breeze
Silver starlight…
If you go down to the woods today.
Some ukulele music for the weekend sir?
Nice.
Ay up.
Towreet?
Conner bleeve eets cumt rind ser fast.
Ay up plop pickers.
Doom and gloom is once again banished to the wild side of life.
Fry dee is ear agin.
BOLLOCKS
Not a Geordie, but sat in many a sleazy snack bar sucking on a sleazy sausage roll.
Red sauce and mushrooms a great accompaniment.
Whistle Test again
Show.
Fuck me.
Not too keen on the sweaty ankle coverers, but kilts off, a good performance.
Watching this multi times, is this performance is as was??
Nowt new to learn again here.
Shuffle on.
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