WAKEY-WAKEY

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Misanthropist

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« on: February 09, 2018, 08:30:43 AM »
Good morning to you all!


WAKEY -WAKEY

I sang a song to make myself feel better
I saw it scribbled on a smelly sweater
A junky wrote it but it doesn’t matter

Cos we’re all flaky
We’re all shaky
Wakey wakey

All laws are as clear as mud
You took El Dorado for a golden bud
Run away from bailiffs baying for your blood

Cos we’re all flaky
We’re all shaky
Wakey wakey

Robbie S

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« Reply #1 on: February 09, 2018, 12:52:24 PM »

Hi

It's dirty, sick, crumpled and dusty! I need to wake up...

Is El Dorado like the promised land?

R


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« Reply #2 on: February 09, 2018, 05:25:26 PM »
Hello Robbie! Thank you for your analysis; I'm truly grateful to you.

In my hurry and flurry I had not copied and pasted the entire song(one of those mornings)
Here's the last verse:

We’re braying beasts of a special kind
There’s a smilo-scope working in my mind
You mistake my face for your b-behind