these 'festival' types...
the worst word to drown humanity in the swamp around their Glasto bogs..(i would never even if paid forever)
As.. they prep
i could list them...
to go have a cuppa with The Big Orange they have called " more narcissistic than Hitler, he should be in Peach rather than orange "
Starmerstan i believe chief rude boy
But as he is merely
boy his words unmemorable...
Indeed if i were a yank i would definitely make a video
" the list of the rudest insults ever towards the Fat Orange... that will have to be forgotten as
in the past
when the insulter sits down with the insultee.. to tea
in his Big muvva fucker Oval"
But one audience who could NEVER even sneak a look
asthey cannot ever look at themselves their little
in consistencies
Always was always is...
since they stopped knowin' what HIPPIE meant
about 35 years ago
basically be nice to everyone and never use a generator after mid evening in case some other human may need their sleep
And...
above all
we will all get rumpus and think things for about 3 decades like
" what a load of nancy boy homos ... i remember it well.. when their smug little frippery
appeared on top of the pops to ruin humanity
all cant vanity
and expensive hairdos...and jumpers...and sybarite smiles; prob rogerin each other in the Green room on boxes o' poppers...revolitin'.... "
the best thing about this great work of subtle art
and fab song is that as a punk appreciating heavy rock part hippie back then or
rather from being 14in 76 when simply the world changed.. this lot made me
retch when they appeared on top of The Pops... indeed run away from Uk, its
'lost'... but maybe 7 or 8 years ago finding this on the tube randomly i
realised i was wrong and it was one of the very best songs and videos... ever.. [we never watched the videos, hippie- punks didnt believe in screen]
turns out when you' really grown up and are pure zen..
oops i was wrong.. (impossible to say once gone to Glaston-brie...)
it was one of the greatest pieces of art of all time
And one was likely wrong on tendencytoo
unlike church of england stickin' it up where theres nice firm poo
a piece of performance art
seems to celebrate what hardly any can
the actual joy and moment of being child with child
and not Nan Goldin..
I ain't even started yet...
