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Smell of black leather boots covered in clotted cream
"Pain pleasure!" says Becky, "a fine fine balance indeed"

Salad Days (Are Here Again)

Procol Harum

Procol Harum

1967

the clotted cream 
And for some unknown reason my watch begins to chime 
And though I beg and plead with you, you tell me it's not time

And though my face

the clotted cream
And for some unknown reason my watch begins to chime
And though I beg and plead with you, you tell me it's not time




And though my face is

Irene, she's a lady of high esteem
We're thicker than clotted cream, Irene, Irene
Irene, eyes like Mary Magdalene
Cover girl of Guernsey Magazine,

I’m nearly there 
and I see that gun shakes in your hand”

The Nazarene bled like a pot boiling fresh clotted cream
I skipped school to go and read

the scones to my clotted cream

And you're a terrible person
With all your dramatic stunts
How did we end up here?
I guess we're both just massive cunts

You

on memories, as though in real time
Of pasties,clotted cream on which we dine

Do you want to come to Tintagel with me?
Wish I had someone to share it with

watch
Fresher then a fade on a french crop
Strawbury jam clotted cream and a fresh scone
And if you dont like me your a benchong
I'm sending a 8 bar from

sparked my euphoria
Riding around in Bath, England
Eating on that clotted cream
The-The-The-Then we witnessed Bre-Br-Brexit
Even Nelly said it wasn't no

game
Biscuits with clotted cream and milk tea
Time to roll your D20
Gods nor demons ready to admit defeat

Eat up, grind your teeth, they're not

two hundred and ninety miles long
It's the longest A road from where we're from
It's got everything you need
Great food good views and clotted cream

Burning through my self esteem
And weening from the baths of clotted cream
Pockets packed and lined with silk
I fill them up with stones
And scraps of paper

sleeve

Invitations to a dead man's dream
Served with scones and clotted cream
Hooked up tripping on entropy
It's the greatest show in town
Eyeballs twitch

my body exposed
Marked up by your shadows

Piece by piece the tables turn and turn again
In this eternal game
Biscuits with clotted cream and milk tea

on the fodder of our time
I can't tell if he's waddling or rolling
As he pours whole churns of lies down his many folded neck
Thick like clotted cream they cloy

But why settle for just milk and honey when there's caviar, avocadoes, and clotted cream

I don't think it'd work for me
I can't be your everything

Sugar, tea and mutton, flour
Clotted cream and blood and power
Even dreaming makes you sour
See the pearly gates from the water tower

Give me sweet

Grow Up

Jaykae

Nothing Great About Britain

2019

the cream got clotted
Had to leave Lings 'cause Lings was the hottest
Deal with the drought, I'll check into Norwich
Farmers are coming, I link with

This cream tee compliment my complexion about as best as it can
Cloaking device on the drop for the speed traps and the scans
The way 12 like to follow

verses make the demons sway
Cream cheese monger 
Mung bean stalker
Talking to the disembodied voice of Frank Sinatra
Gambled that I’d match the hand

comes to the light
Even red beams with the scope sight cuz either way I take flight ite
Up right I pile it til' it's clotted can't fit wallets
Pockets