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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=66063" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Battered Old Bird</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The landladys husband came up to town today<br>Since he left them both ten years ago to serve the ministry<br>The dark down road of his approach in constant rain was drenched<br>The tenants boy said how dya do then swore in french<br>Did you teach this little child these curses on my soul<br>You should both be shut down in the coal-hole<br>Thats the way to treat a child who cries out in the night<br>And a woman who teaches wrong from right<br>Chorus: hes a battered old bird<br>And hes living up there<br>Theres a place where time stands still<br>If you keep taking those little pink pills<br>Hush your mouth you hypocrite<br>His humour cut her deep<br>The tight lipped leer of judgement<br>That had seen her love desert her just like sleep<br>Filthy words on childrens lips are better, my dear spouse<br>Then if I were to speak my mind about this house<br>Chorus<br>On the first floor there are two old maids<br>Each one wishing that the other was afraid<br>And next door to them is a man so mild<br>til he chopped off the head of a visitors child<br>He danced upon the bonfire<br>Swallowed sleeping pills like dreams<br>With a bottle of sweet sherry that everything redeems<br>Chorus<br>And on the second floor is the macintosh man<br>Hes in his overcoats more than out of them<br>And the typewriters rattling all through the night<br>Hes burgundy for breakfast tight<br>He says one day Ill throw away all of my cares<br>And it is always christmas in a cupboard at the top of the stairs<br>Chorus<br>Well heres a boy if ever there was<br>Whos going to do big things<br>Thats what they all say and thats how the trouble begins<br>Ive seen them rise and fall<br>Been through their big deals and smalls<br>Hed better have a dream that goes beyond four walls<br>You think he should be sent outside playing with the traffic<br>When pieces of him are already scattered in the attic</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Elvis Costello - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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Since he left them both ten years ago to serve the ministry
The dark down road of his approach in constant rain was drenched
The tenants boy said how dya do then swore in french
Did you teach this little..."></div>
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