Some song lyrics misheard over the cafe hubbub…

But first…
Dulltown, Europe: Today’s financial forecast is for money to be tight, trousers to be slack, and champagne to be plentiful.
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‘I know you chomp baby…’
‘A pain, a mole, a no-ne-nah…’
‘I’ve got the only pie.’
‘Something going happy ’bout you.’
‘I know I’ve got the only pie girl.’
‘Sumbah, sumbah…’
‘Feelin’ so, only stove and scissors.’
‘Babe, oh bin sizzling, a tree, a ter-ee…’
‘Knit, knit, and a kipper outside.’
‘Give me love, give me love, give me love…’
‘I got the socks you see.’
‘Every pork pie I know.’
‘A solid two… a solid two…’
‘I dunk, I dunk, I told you too!’
‘It’s raining in my chains girl.’
‘No, it’s not froth October now.’
‘It feels in surges around me.’
‘Bew-di-ful, bew-di-ful…’
‘I sieve my pride…’
‘Life without doors!’
‘It’s an inch game sane.’
‘A puzzle of change girl.’
‘Ye muggles, a nanny…’
‘I feel the pain, heavy nothing… Oh oh…’
‘Shadows out, I… I… I wear a mark.’
‘This world is a navel, sky-e-eye…’
‘Don’t care about your mother…’

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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