and
the big bad boom.
Taught
me beauty,
all
nightly.
Said
it rightly,
almighty.
Took
and inverted, that negative,
black
and whitely, moody broody.
Say!
Listen, listen? Move it, move it!
All
gone now and I cannae prove it.
That
big bad sound,
how
we loved it - loved it.
True
and fruity, all drank it.
Down
and outie, to righty.
God
I'm crying. Bug it, bug it.
My
heart's a breaking,
go
dam lightly,
down,
and a down-down,
down,
down, down,
go
way back and
black
down throb it,
throb
it, bob it.
Hit
it, hit it,
already
written,
written
'n' smitten.
Yeah,
yeah!
Your
yesteryear.
Your yesteryeah.
A
wham bang boom ......
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