I'm too knackered to post about Phoenix so here's Ian Dury:
There ain't half been some clever bastards
Billericay Dickie is blow the belt.
Tuesday, 30 September 2008
A bit of music
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When I was a youngster my parents bought me a pair of braces to hold up my new trousers. Of course these were 'Trousers to grow into' and without such support I would have been running around bare arsed. The braces were blue and had pictures of planets and rockets and, in the box, was a genuine ticket to the Moon.
I know, because it said so.
Somewhere in a landfill site, many many years ago...
I'm too knackered to post about Phoenix so here's Ian Dury:
There ain't half been some clever bastards
Billericay Dickie is blow the belt.
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