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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=99369" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Southbound Jericho Parkway</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Bobby bond<br>There was a man whose memories were made up,<br>Of nothing.<br>He pushed the elevator button, and go home,<br>To nothing.<br>Yes his business had prospered but women get lonely sometimes, now she has the house<br>His son in college had dropped out,<br>To expand his mind.<br>And sarah, his daughter had not spoken to him.<br>Maybe hed raised her the wrong way.<br>He wondered.<br>He checked his mailbox, with fingers a-tremblin<br>No mail, from anyone.<br>Im home he said softly, as he opened the door<br>And gazed at his empty apartment.<br>Aching, thinking.<br>Southbound jericho parkway<br>Is what you call a one-way street.<br>Southbound jericho parkway<br>Is what you call a one-way street.<br>At 7.20, monday after new year,<br>Mister henry johnson leaned against the pedal<br>Aimed his lincoln steady and drove himself into a wall.<br>How could a thing sush as this ever happen.<br>All the community said it was shame.<br>He was a good man,he was a clean man yeah,<br>Thats what he was a good and clean man<br>And his landlady said he was an exemplary tenant.<br>Theyre always nice and quiet when theyre all alone<br>At his age.<br>The young man sat, on a small woven mat.<br>While the silken smoke it cirlcled over head.<br>The cigarettes were there to prove he didnt care<br>bout the contents of the telegram hed just read.<br>Father, father, father.<br>You always seemed to be so out of reach.<br>And the psychedelyc sign read: peace.<br>Apartment in new york, a girl closes the door,<br>And leans against it with her head bowed low.<br>Thoughts raced through her mind<br>Of when she was a child.<br>Raised warmly by a man she didnt know.<br>Father, father, father.<br>She wished she had phoned him yesterday<br>There were so many things she had to say<br>Henry, the check is in my hands<br>Brought by the insurance man to cover all my plans<br>Well have flowers, your broker will be there<br>And sarah, if she cares, and our boy with all his hair<br>And the sun rose,and the sunset<br>As it always has,<br>And people yet unknown, were busy being born,<br>And time when past.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Roy Orbison - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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There was a man whose memories were made up,
Of nothing.
He pushed the elevator button, and go home,
To nothing.
Yes his business had prospered but women get lonely sometimes, now she has the house
His son in college had dropped out,
To..."></div>
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