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Locked in the arms of a mundane life

by Sparrow_splitter 

Posted: 11 December 2003
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I tried to sing
all I did was shout
I tried to dance
I stumbled about

One more vodka
a sip of gin
I think I'm ready
let the good times begin

What are you doing?
She's not that bad,
she may be fat
There's worse I've had.

Morning now,
I don't feel well
been sick 4 times,
I think I'm in hell

C'mon baby
do me again.
Fuckin hell,
she rips through men.

Finally got out,
said I'd call
pinballing home
off every wall

Maybe next week
I'll do the same,
I have 5 days
to forget the shame.






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Bobo at 18:50 on 11 December 2003  Report this post
Sparrow - strong piece which conveys the self-destructive roller-coaster of drunken 1-night-stands. The compulsion comes across well.

BoBo x
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dr_mandrill at 12:29 on 19 December 2003  Report this post
Frantic, furtive and totally fucked.

I really like the 5th stanza. 'Fuckin hell,/She rips through men' is a great line.

I reckon you should market yourself as 'A George Best for the Eminem Generation'.

You can have that for free.



dm
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Dee at 12:32 on 19 December 2003  Report this post
'pinballing home off every wall'

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bugger! hit the go button before I'd finished. Just wanted to add...
I love that line.

Dee.
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