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Lavender Going there again hey boys Down to utopia amongst the hair and toys The reason's thin but my mind is keen Down to the depths where angels are seen Honeysuckle She wore dancing shoes and a wide loving grin A latex smile on a hairy chin An illusionary nurse stood in wonder As I touched her skin to release the thunder Petrol fumes Stifled walk shuffling forward on and on Bowed head stooping cowering into view Here I am again moving in a time bygone A sawdust floor under a Squire shoe Violets Never said I loved you Never said I cared Never reached your mind With a problem shared Never touched your heart Never held your hand Never wanted a part In a final stand Bletilla Striata Happy-go-lucky or as miserable as sin Whatever you feel you just can't win The girls aren't biting, there's nothing there Except Polly's lips… I'm in her hair Lily Of The Valley I looked around, she wasn't there Where there was hope there was now despair I moved a bit then set my ground She was a special affair, one that was sound
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Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 5:25 PM UTC
Smiling Face Tiger (Six Small Mountains)
Lavender Going there again hey boys Down to utopia amongst the hair and toys The reason's thin but my mind is keen Down to the depths where angels are seen Honeysuckle She wore dancing shoes and a wide loving grin A latex smile on a hairy chin An illusionary nurse stood in wonder As I touched her skin to release the thunder Petrol fumes Stifled walk shuffling forward on and on Bowed head stooping cowering into view Here I am again moving in a time bygone A sawdust floor under a Squire shoe Violets Never said I loved you Never said I cared Never reached your mind With a problem shared Never touched your heart Never held your hand Never wanted a part In a final stand Bletilla Striata Happy-go-lucky or as miserable as sin Whatever you feel you just can't win The girls aren't biting, there's nothing there Except Polly's lips… I'm in her hair Lily Of The Valley I looked around, she wasn't there Where there was hope there was now despair I moved a bit then set my ground She was a special affair, one that was sound
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Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 5:25 PM UTC
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