Je vais, je vais et je viens
Entre tes reins
Je vais et je viens
Entre tes reins
Is this the train to desert moon was all she said
Look at what’s happened to me
I can’t believe it myself
Suddenly I’m up upon on top of the world
Should have been somebody else
Last night I was dreaming
Stuck in a prison cell
When I woke up I was screaming
Calling out your name
Punctured bicycle on a hillside, desolate
Will nature make a man of me yet?
When in this charming car
This charming man
Why pamper life’s complexities
When the weather runs smooth on the passenger seat.
Did you ever get your hole
Did you ever get your hole
Did you ever get your hole weeks wages
Flowers are red young man
And green leaves are green
Theres no need to see them any other way
That’s the way they always have been seen
You know what art, when I was a kid, I used to love the show. I watched a couple of episodes on YouTube recently. Christ it was some crock of shit. Although connie selica was easy enough on the eye
Same here. But if you look back at most of those 80s tea time shows they were a ball of shite: a team, streethawk, and knight rider. The only one that anyway holds up is the first 2 seasons of airwolf.
Connie was an absolute beauty, used to watch Hotel because she was in it. Shes still holding up fairly well
Wilma was indeed a belter, between her and Daisy Duke
She was a lonely widow woman
Hell bent to make it on her own
And now as I lie here, my body all holes,
I think of those traitors who bargained and sold,
And I wish that my rifle had given the same,
To those quislings who sold out The Patriot Game.
Éirí Amach na Cásca
You give me one good reason to leave me
I’ll,give you ten good reasons to stay
You’re the only one I believe in
I’ll be hurt, I’ll be hurt
If you walk away
Here’s to you, Nicolas and Bart,
Rest forever here in my heart,
The last and final moments is yours
That agony is your triumph
And when we look at young O Gorman
And through the mid field he was stormin
And then the Cusack Stand erupted
When he scored from 60 yards
Then like a sinner before the gates of Heaven
I’ll come crawling on back to you
Steinman was some man to write a tune. That album is incredible. Heaven Can Wait is splendid.
Listened to Bat out of Hell last night. What can I say.