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Earlier on tonight I came within this close of losing my life On Buckingham Palace Road. He was doing 50 and I wasn't wearing any lights. And like freshly cut spaghetti Relief took over fright The car drove past and the man had a face like this... But I was too busy thanking my lucky stars For coming out tonight. And if I'd died tonight, everyone would have said. "Ahhh what a shame. But...it was late at night and...and he didn't have any lights....so...y'know." And the man doing 50 would probably have said he was doing thirty and just didn't see me. I'd have hated to have died like that.
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Sep 21, 2011
Sep 21, 2011 at 5:25 PM UTC
Bike Fright
Earlier on tonight I came within this close of losing my life On Buckingham Palace Road. He was doing 50 and I wasn't wearing any lights. And like freshly cut spaghetti Relief took over fright The car drove past and the man had a face like this... But I was too busy thanking my lucky stars For coming out tonight. And if I'd died tonight, everyone would have said. "Ahhh what a shame. But...it was late at night and...and he didn't have any lights....so...y'know." And the man doing 50 would probably have said he was doing thirty and just didn't see me. I'd have hated to have died like that.
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Sep 21, 2011
Sep 21, 2011 at 5:25 PM UTC
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