There's nothing quite like eating blueberry pancakes, drinking a huge mug of black coffee and listening to Billie Holiday sing Gloomy Sunday (the version where she forgets the lyrics halfway through). If I were good at crosswords, I'd throw that in, too. But since I'm crap, they just make me feel bad about myself.
You order a burger, first they'll bring you a plate with only a piece of meat on it Only for them to take it away, then replace it with a bit of lettuce Then they bring back the meat Then you get the bottom half of the bun with a tomato Then the top half of the bun with the meat on top It all get taken away again and then you see the burget built in front of you
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i want pancakes and blues. or grinding industrial noise.
it is billie holiday who sings gloomy sunday, but she did not forget the lyrics. and yes, it is classic blues.
let's try again. how about my favouritest-most, mr joshua redman, playing hide and seek?
come to think of it, i prefer raspberry pancakes to blueberry.
so it's raspberry pancakes, black coffee, josh redman and the times quick crossword (for the thick-os among us).
with the orb's adventures beyond the ultraworld
with a copy of Le Monde Diplomatique or Adbusters?
You order a burger, first they'll bring you a plate with only a piece of meat on it
Only for them to take it away, then replace it with a bit of lettuce
Then they bring back the meat
Then you get the bottom half of the bun with a tomato
Then the top half of the bun with the meat on top
It all get taken away again and then you see the burget built in front of you