Hit and run
THOSE TEARS YOU SHED, YOU’VE BEEN DOING THAT SINCE YOU WERE LITTLE
BUT WHY ARE YOUR TEETH SHOWING SO…AH, YOU’RE ENJOYING THAT TICKLE
YOU’VE GOT SOME PRESSIES AND A HUGE HUG SO WHY THE TEARS?
FAMILY AND FRIENDS THAT HAVE BEEN THERE THROUGH THE YEARS.
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Tears
THOSE TEARS YOU SHED, YOU’VE BEEN DOING THAT SINCE YOU WERE LITTLE
BUT WHY ARE YOUR TEETH SHOWING SO…AH, YOU’RE ENJOYING THAT TICKLE
YOU’VE GOT SOME PRESSIES AND A HUGE HUG SO WHY THE TEARS?
FAMILY AND FRIENDS THAT HAVE BEEN THERE THROUGH THE YEARS.
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Tottenham..2011......a.
`Little boy, does your mum know where you are, you're only seven`
``I'm a big boy and my sister's eleven``
`Come with us, we'll make you a star,
help us set light to this car.
here comes the cops, we'll have to hide,
you'll be ok they wont put you inside`.
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Bedtime
Shrieking tantrums, tearstained face
Tugging at your heart and testing your faith
Bedtime, a veritable battle ground
When you think you've won, there's the wimpering sound
Stern face and a seeming cold heart
You have to be strong through the night and be apart.
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Roll On The Morning
The night does things to tiny minds
The dark hides creatures like dragons of all kinds
Better to stay in the light of a twinkly star
Then you keep your eyes open to know where they are
Heavy eyelids soon take over, maybe a little snore
Sweet dreams will come as you gently close the door.
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Nine Green Bottles.
Ten green bottles sitting on the shelf
At times like this I just want to help myself
Everyone knows me so I can do as I please
Oh..I do fancy some cheese
Quietly I’ll spirit them away
One or two every other day
Oh dear, I’ve got my collar felt
Maybe now I’ll get some help.
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Pre history
Prehistoric impressions in caves
Equal to our modern graffiti? Must have been all the rave
Depictions of beasts large and fierce, sources of food
Examples of implements and tools, some made of wood
Possible grunts and gesture to make a plan
Evidence of victories and banquets of prehistoric man
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Goodbye
PARTING IS SUCH SWEET SORROW
BUT WE MIGHT SEE YOU BACK DAY AFTER TOMORROW
IF NOT, TAKE CARE
YOU’RE OUTWARD BOUND WE KNOW NOT WHERE
KEEP IN TOUCH, SEND AN EMAIL
WE’D LIKE TO HEAR A SAUCY TALE
IT’S A ROUGH WORLD OUT THERE SO WATCH YOUR BACK
WE’LL KNOW YOU’RE OK IF YOU DON’T COME BACK.
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Big ben
I hear old Ben's been banging for three minutes nonstop
There's been many an old boy, overexerted and had their heart stopped
Good on you, old Ben, you never missed a stroke
You got through and wasn't broke
Like the Olympians if you don't win, you'll get to the end
And have many more years to mend.
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Denial?
A birthday cake without candles
Is like a pot without handles
Is there really a need to be shy?
It’s only your history going by
Is there a chance to set the house on fire?
Only one or two? , you’d be called a liar
I can understand it though
As you refuse to accept the truth
And try to remain in the days of your youth.
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