Some song lyrics misheard over the cafe hubbub…

But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s financial forecast is for people to want to have lots more money than everyone else as soon as possible.

‘I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready Babe…’
‘Bumble down my bee girl.’
‘Yes, you away, away frum mitt…’
‘A wart mount, no no!…’
‘I tan on bismuth, yeah, yeah…’
‘From me-ee-ee-ee…’
‘A half me cry-e-eye…’
‘Hello-oh-oh, need you, need you bead.’
‘Black-make, cup-cake, oh oh…’
‘Need your whup-tee now, now…’
‘Angry thought… me… him… no…’
‘Mippi panny, mippi panny, oh, oh, oh…’
‘It’s all flat dimes now… Yes girl…’
‘E-bee in the gee-gee!’
‘Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah…’
‘Makes me feel sodown, sodown.’
‘Whoo-oo daze-daze…’
‘Mimi on the root-car.’
‘Cummup, cummup, de mornin’.’
‘Me… My grime… No no no…’
‘Go pack me ha!…’
‘Listen to the fab!’
‘Care fall-ee now night-seat.’
‘Bright as wet and dance Baby!’
‘Some hi-de-do and just bend the time.’
‘Whoo-oo, wonky wonky, yes alone!’
‘Take it back, it’s a lead ball girl.’
‘It’s down the world hole Angel.’
‘I’m feeling so shire horse now.’
‘Even now, my pullover…’


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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