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To: The_Victor
Who are you?

I woke up in a Soho doorway, a policeman knew my name.
He said you can go sleep at home tonight, If you can get up and walk away
I staggered back to the underground, And the breeze blew back my hair
I remember throwin punches around, And preachin from my chair
I took the tube back out of town, Back to the rollin pin
I felt a little like a dying clown, With a streak of rin tin tin
I stretched back and I hiccupped, And looked back on my busy day
Eleven hours in the tin pan, God, theres got to be another way
I know theres a place you walked, Where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup, I only feel right on my knees
I spit out like a sewer hole, Yet still receive your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now, After such a love as this?
Who are you.....

22 posted on 10/07/2008 8:10:00 PM PDT by Tennessee_Bob (They're illegal aliens, not immigrants - there is a difference!)
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To: Tennessee_Bob
The origins of the name "Tin Pan Alley" are unclear. The most popular apocryphal account holds that it was originally a derogatory reference to the sound made by many pianos all playing different tunes in this small urban area, producing a cacophony comparable to banging on tin pans. - - Wikipedia
31 posted on 10/07/2008 8:19:38 PM PDT by GOPJ (If Sarah had been friends with Timothy McVeigh, would the MSM give her an "Ayers pass"?)
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To: Tennessee_Bob

Has it been put to music?


33 posted on 10/07/2008 8:20:24 PM PDT by GOPJ (If Sarah had been friends with Timothy McVeigh, would the MSM give her an "Ayers pass"?)
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