Hubbub and misheard lyrics…

But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s popular, but surprisingly boring artist is Damien Hirst.
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There was a lot of hubbub in the cafe. The cafe was hubbuby. The hubbub and the poor diction of the singers made the words of the songs coming over the loudspeakers quite difficult to make out, but I did my best…

Oh, tempa barsa…
the river in my mind
this dove I’m feelin’
Oh, oh, oh…
two beta gether, yay…
a weekend mandible yeh yeh…
there I go… a chew…
you’ll find, but never forget…
our shave railing adventure
some wan, some wan… oh!
fried rice, yes, to happy night now
one ni-ight, one ni-ight…
up tight mushee-ee…
satisfy your oh-oh…
it rain away-ay!
mapey signals at some again
understand, with the hammer now
shoulder me duck get over you-oo…
with my heart so many places
places, faces, whoo to you-oo
I tried to hide, da-da, da-da…
sigh-light, step away, sall-a-laa…
the brightest smile, the kitchen light
lerve, lerve, Persian kiss to me…
I fall inside, yes… a heart daisy
I’m not nepnay, whaa…

About Dave Whatt

Grumpy old surrealist artist, musician, postcard maker, bluesman, theatre set designer, and debonair man-about-town. My favourite tools are the plectrum and the pencil...
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