Letras

What possessed you to apply? Did your friends with good advice implode? We should hang you up in chains Let you rot beside the ill-paved road Born too late for the First World War The Siege of Troy was long before my time Naseby, Jutland, Agincourt Characters perhaps from pantomime Authors, sport, landlocked states Capitals of Europe and their size Breeds of dog, famous dates Kind of hoping these things don't arise I don't watch films in black and white Trees and flowers and birds have passed me by I'll just guess and hope I'm right The first man into space was Captain Bligh Good luck back in work They'll've heard you were on Have you got the file for Mr Out In Round One? Harken, a cuckoo! Or is it a wren? Don't ever darken our doorstep again Truth is beauty, beauty truth All you know on earth, all you need to know Superb, succinct Pity then for you it's not quite so Hickstead, Hickstead, Hickstead, Hickstead Duck Soup, 1933 Words beginning with K-N-O Words that end in B-H-E-A-D
Writer(s): Nigel Blackwell, Neil Howard Crossley Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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