Song parody of
Broken Hearts Club
by yedcien
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(Yedclub)
I know it was you, Fredo
You broke my heart
You broke my heart
The night is now departing
It’s lifting its dark shrouds
And pilot, voyage starting
Is bound for heaven’s clouds
He’s swallowed in the vapour
In jet plane disappeared
A cross as marked by draper
A blotch on linen sheared
Below in foreign places
Are gay nocturnal bars
And soldiers’, stokers’ faces
And station’s railway cars
Its wing is shadow spreading
Across the cloud on high
And clustered stars are treading
Around it in the sky
Yedcien, fuck them up
Broken hearts club
(Broken)
The night is now departing
It’s lifting its dark shrouds
And pilot, voyage starting
Is bound for heaven’s clouds
He’s swallowed in the vapour
In jet plane disappeared
A cross as marked by draper
A blotch on linen sheared
Below in foreign places
Are gay nocturnal bars
And soldiers’, stokers’ faces
And station’s railway cars
Its wing is shadow spreading
Across the cloud on high
And clustered stars are treading
Around it in the sky
You broke my heart
(Yedclub)
I know it was you, Fredo
You broke my heart
You broke my heart
The night is now departing
It’s lifting its dark shrouds
And pilot, voyage starting
Is bound for heaven’s clouds
He’s swallowed in the vapour
In jet plane disappeared
A cross as marked by draper
A blotch on linen sheared
Below in foreign places
Are gay nocturnal bars
And soldiers’, stokers’ faces
And station’s railway cars
Its wing is shadow spreading
Across the cloud on high
And clustered stars are treading
Around it in the sky
Yedcien, fuck them up
Broken hearts club
(Broken)
The night is now departing
It’s lifting its dark shrouds
And pilot, voyage starting
Is bound for heaven’s clouds
He’s swallowed in the vapour
In jet plane disappeared
A cross as marked by draper
A blotch on linen sheared
Below in foreign places
Are gay nocturnal bars
And soldiers’, stokers’ faces
And station’s railway cars
Its wing is shadow spreading
Across the cloud on high
And clustered stars are treading
Around it in the sky
You broke my heart
