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Sitting on a park bench

At least he's not spitting out pieces of his broken luck.
 
No but his legs hurting bad,as he bends to take a dog end,he goes down to the park and warns his feet!
 
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Drying in the cold sun......

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English guys are weird. They love that "pixies in the forest' mythology stuff.
Yup. Weirdos..

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No but his legs hurting bad,as he bends to take a dog in,he goes down to the park and warns his feet!

I think it's a "dog end"- a cigarette butt.

...but I understand there's a bathroom...on the right.
 
Careful now, you're on skating away on thin ice.
 
Listen to you, the all time loser! Who's the creep who's watching through the railing as she plays? It's Crainium my friend, don't you start away uneasy you poor old sum bitch you see it's only me!
 
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I think it's a "dog end"- a cigarette butt.

...but I understand there's a bathroom...on the right.
I guess I bungled the words a bit, as far as the bathroom goes, I really don't mind if I sit this one out!
 
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...in the jungle?
 
OK RC!!! I have to do it now because of you. I cannot seem to get that tune out of my head Damn ya!!! Thanks a bunch!!! cr8crshr/Bill


Sitting on a park bench
Eyeing little girls with bad intent
Snot's running down his nose
Greasy fingers, smearing shabby clothes
Hey, Aqualung
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run
Hey, Aqualung
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck
Oh, Aqualung
Sun streaking cold
An old man wandering lonely
Taking time the only way he knows
Leg hurting bad
As he bends to pick a dog-end
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
Feeling alone
The army's up the road
Salvation a la mode and a cup of tea
Aqualung, my friend
Don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sod
You see, it's only me
Do you still remember
December's foggy freeze
When the ice that clings on to your beard
Was screaming agony?
And you snatch your rattling last breaths
With deep-sea diver sounds
And the flowers bloom like madness in the spring
Sun streaking cold
An old man wandering lonely
Taking time the only way he knows
Leg hurting bad
As he bends to pick a dog-end
He goes down to the bog and warms his feet
Feeling alone
The army's up the road
Salvation a la mode and a cup of tea
Aqualung, my friend
Don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sod
You see, it's only me
Me, oh-oh-oh
Aqualung, my friend
Don't you start away uneasy
You poor old sod
You see, it's only me, yeah
Sitting on a park bench
Eying little girls with bad intent
Snot's running down his nose
Greasy fingers smearing shabby clothes
Hey, Aqualung
Drying in the cold sun
Watching as the frilly panties run
Hey, Aqualung
Feeling like a dead duck
Spitting out pieces of his broken luck
Hey, Aqualung
Woah, Aqualung

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* People say "Yo Humpty".
* My time is a piece of wax, falling on a termite that's choking on the splinters.
* Little Early Birdy came by in his Curly Whirly.
* I feel funny but I don't know why.
* You know she was a dancer, she moved better on wine.
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Some of you guys are thick as a brick! Ha
 
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