torsdag 12 mars 2020

Observation från utpost. Del 2: Blärk.

London calling to the faraway towns
Now war is declared and battle come down
London calling to the underworld
Come outta' the cupboard, ya' boys and girls
London calling, now don't look to us
Phony Beatlemania has bitten the dust
London calling, see we ain't got no swing
'Cept for the ring of that truncheon thing

[Chorus]
The ice age is coming, the sun's zoomin' in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growin' thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
Cause London is drownin', I, live by the river

[Verse 2]
(London calling) to the imitation zone
Forget it, brother, you can go it alone
London calling to the zombies of death
Quit holdin' out and draw another breath
London calling and I don't want to shout
But while we were talking I saw you noddin' out
London calling, see we ain't got no high
'Cept for that one with the yellowy eyes

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Blerk, meaning, definition, explaining.
Used at the end of a sentence when you realise that the person you're explaining something to just isn't going to understand.
"An elastic scattering process with incoming particles which displace the out going particles with the combined forces... arrh blerk"

(Not to be mistaken for...er..something else)


Phony beatlemania has bitten the dust...
And so have we all. It's all downhill from here, dear.
First the testballoon named covid-19. Next; the zombie-virus. Mark me word. Me heart plummets.


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