Random Explosions

A webpage devoted to the random explosions that burst inside my brain at inopportune moments.

Wednesday, September 20

mein blaues fahrrad


I've got a bike. You can ride it if you like.
It's got a basket, a bell that rings and
Things to make it look good.
I'd give it to you if I could, but I borrowed it.
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You're the kind of girl that fits in with my world.
I'll give you anything, ev'rything if you want things.
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I've got a cloak. It's a bit of a joke.
There's a tear up the front. It's red and black.
I've had it for months.
If you think it could look good, then I guess it should.
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You're the kind of girl ...
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I know a mouse, and he hasn't got a house.
I don't know why. I call him Gerald.
He's getting rather old, but he's a good mouse.
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You're the kind of girl ...
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I've got a clan of gingerbread men.
Here a man, there a man, lots of gingerbread men.
Take a couple if you wish. They're on the dish.
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You're the kind of girl ...
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I know a room of musical tunes.
Some rhyme, some ching. Most of them are clockwork.
Let's go into the other room and make them work.
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Bike - Pink Floyd

2 Comments:

Blogger frantom said...

but it doesn't have a basket.....

On yer bike!

4:01 PM  
Blogger Arwen said...

yes, I thought the same thing. Tut, tut.

10:43 AM  

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