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Spinning Lizzie
03:31
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Spinning Lizzie likes to
Shake her thing
Throw her crown to the ground and
Start to sing
All the corgis start to howl
And the butlers, the housemaids and cleaners
All get down
Prince comes home, Says Damn!
This castle rocks
Pulls his guitar out to,
blow the roof off
As he strikes an open chord
Lizzie spins to the front door
---Police at the door--
- Ma’am there are complaints abound about confusing sounds coming from the palace, come led you turn it down? the country wants to know (withholding malice) if you will support our ports, fisher fellows and protect our independent thoughts against Euro punchinelloes… so many lies are tied to the family tree of the euro community, that we seek a sneak peak at the meaning of being free, can mi’lady comment fast approaching comet of article 50?
- No. Would you gentlemen like a Cup of tea?
- Oh, got room for three?
- It’s a castle man! Please!
The thirsty rozzers slip downstairs
Underground!
Where the royal cooks are cookinr up
the funky sound
The temperature’s rising
Its getting hot
And lizzie’s guests are spinning round and round and round
And can’t stop…
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Fallen Star
03:42
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Last night a star fell in my arms,
Trembled, frightened in my arms,
A helpless source of light,
In need, a seed of life.
Tired wings, limp and cold,
Eyes that glistened in the dawn,
Its status here unknown,
I’ll take it home,
I sing to you:
When time comes to challenge me
Say that all that i dreamt, will never be
Your presence here,
Is all I’ll ever need,
To feel.
As dawn comes I watch you grow,
Tiny changes start to show,
How our fight began,
A son at the birth of man.
Then as noon, finds its peak,
You force yourself to speak,
In words and tears combined,
Lamenting all mankind
You sing to me:
They will come to challenge you
Shatter dreams that you held, you held on to,
Never let the pressure, put on you,
Change your view,
It’s your truth,
A burning fuse,
Put it to use
It’s your truth
At the dusk, you question war,
Ask me what the hell it’s for,
And if you would stay,
Would you have to be this way.
Then the night stole you away,
Despite the love than I displayed
For the star with status unknown,
I took home
I took home.
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