Through the gates of Jupiter, it shouldn't start with this
But it will, it has
All stocks
You little treasure
Women of a certain age stay with men
Of a certain...age
It is always time to always always join in
It is easier this way, it is to twiddle
With one's own necklace when one's own hand
Is not on another's lap
The random writer is writing randomly, is he
Fields of Athenry or not?
I don't know
I will leg it to the Masons Arms either way
For another jar, for
Another winter, it's another long one Arthur
The performance was discrete
I know i'm in a bad way when I am laughing at
American sitcoms, oil and gas
Boy meets girl for a sustainable future
There is a benchmark, ho ho ho
There are active and there are passive types
And there are mental mentors
Completely mental nights as well, these are in conflict
With chatterbox drivers...i had a gilt-edged
Chance
I had a gilt...i will say no more
If I can get to the end of April, when showers will
Wash uncleaned vehicles, then I will call this my benchmark
As it is
I can join the elite and
Leave the theatre of caution behind
There is a risk to my life, who knows?
That is dangereuse to your life
It may well all end on a max speed forty bend
On a ring road around that Manchester
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