Paroles Garden de Fall (The)

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The first god had in his gardenFrom the back looked like a household petWhen it twirled round was revealed to beA three-legged, black-grey hogSee what flowsFrom his mushy penGarden, gardenThat person is films on TVFive years back at leastHe's the young generation dancing troupeTrying to perform country and westernDance hereNever since birth not eaten in a dayNever since courtship stayed up some nightsHe had a Kingdom Of Evil book under a German history bookHe was contrite like thatSee what flowsFrom his slushy penGarden, gardenSmall, small location on huge covenantSodomized by presumptionCrook traitor past revealed at lastGodzone, godzone (Jacob's ladder)Godzone, godzoneBooks can be erased. This entails explosive charges left to me by a dead sailor from Bury being wired up under every windowsill in close proximity to my ears. When phones ring and are inconvenient to the ears, I just press table lamp light button next to my bed and ignore it. I got the idea from a book. Yours sincerely, Mr. Reg Varney.The same thing could have been taken for a spoilt slate with largest resource. His ferry stopped at the pool port. Wild Bill Hick shaves and charts at last. The second god's sad - he's coming up - he's waiting number four with a... Less stylish porch, we have the second god's influence. Wild Bill Hick shaves and charts at last.Shotgun, shotgunShotgun, shotgunShotgun, shotgunThe best firms advertise the leastThe second god lived by fountains that flowedBy the blue shiny lit roadsHad forgot what others still tried to graspHe knew the evil of the phoneHe knew the evil of the phoneThe bells stopped on Sunday when he roseThe bells stopped on Sunday when he roseHe's hereHe's here at lastI saw him, I swearHe's on the second floorUp the brown baize lift shaftHe's hereHe's here at lastI saw him, I swearA Jew on a motorbikeA Jew on a motorbikeA Jew on a motorbikeA Jew on a motorbikeA Jew on a motorbikeA Jew on a motorbikeA Jew on a motorbikeA Jew on a motorbike-ahHe's hereI saw him, I swearUp the brown baize lift shaftJew on a motorbikeJew on a motorbikeA Jew on a motorbikeJew on a motorbike

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