now...she'll think she's a songwriter..
bull
merely a soul singer... of supreme true soul as good as fatbum my failed sisterly
travelogue happy endin'
coupla greatest mountains ever, the real reason for denying the greatest one ever just a limey dance
as me no 'tit man' as they say....
and they don't use words like 'sobriety'
so thusgot a very very intelligent long thoughtful giglist created by a woman of drugPornzance
who had seen them all before.... from her London actual management tent
" she is good as you say...
but she needs to try this place here, another day
here and she'll be consigned to trite tart insipid obscurity"
and my effort in her behalf at least half a day
of course not one ever has the manners to reply even four written real sweet songbird words thanks [for going to meet with her, and all those ideas for me] but not today
now it has not gone unnioticed that every wrinkly Cheltenham babe that runs 4chan seems to have now found Zeppelin on their todo
list gushing about something they never actually DID
and all fantasising about a history that never was
is rewriting of history and i'm sure the mad junkythen did nasty stuff
like The rat told me about even quite nice Axle
at a party with sidecick slash goin round jabbin junky needles into drunk lassies thighs
just for sick kicks
anyway at least some real version of history and a fairly good song that her of late, would have been so spazzed out of her mind by the second helping
still going on even old 'n lined about "psychadelix"
anyway at least they had a bit 'o real emotion and confected discombobulation, made of summit sugarfree
junky
BUT..... it was noted and this is so so hard!
As we forget infact its well hid
which side of the pond started to peddle pills to babes in arms
so their dick will never actually mature and get hard
and they of course must neurotically fiddle with history too,
hiding that one behind some latterday saintly
(quite interesting latest TOTAL spin on a man's a man
unless he wants to eneter the running race as a babe ...
EVEN THE UNITED KINGDOM OF TEAPOTS HASNT REMAINED QUITE THAT SUPREMELY BONKERS
challenge the fuckers to a duel with conkers)
anyway Fordham now i diligently bought her first cd
talk about the beginning of an eternity
of rubbish songs sung with some kind of confected virtuoisty
and imagery clearly lesbic intentionally
really rather pr savvy....
Utter amusical hogwash and forced unmusicality
to sell nothing to the wicker basket clad
actual totem: the dungaree!
Anyway theres no way i can give that rude lady one more click
sunrise, typin' in' the rain came'
WITHOUT any name
and up comes this rather lovely looking dame
for certain she will have something real to have been sharin'
Something rhetoric heavy downpour
of fabulous gritty chainsaw..
rantin out what its all about.... with actual sawdust-floor infused carpet shoes
KICKIN out the real blues...
soul or something sustaining..
about it now raining...
and what dyer know...
Julia mark two, a load of swampmud glue
does nothing for me, and if you
well you found the wrong Odyssey by accident
so bugger off to your likely free tent
sponsored by Cyclopse cravin' after any old sheep
never mind your're so mean you would make even him weep
