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Dandelion and Burdock
03:08
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Looking back to a better time
When life was good and there was little crime
Children played on their pogo sticks
And on Saturday went to the local Flicks
We all drank big bottles of pop
Especially Dandelion and Burdock
What I'd give for a tiny slurp
Though it stung your nose and it made you burp
We were always polite to bobbies
On rememberance day, we all wore poppies
And we all had useful Hobbies
(well i did)
At the Crich Tram Museum
I was with a friend called Ian
We were there from 9
Till chucking out time
There was so much there worth seeing
At the Crich Tram Museum
Disaster befell poor Ian
A vicous jasper
Made him drop
His Dandelion and Burdock
Oh, that jasper made him drop
His Dandelion and Burdock
Ian's bottle had developed a crack
So he couldn't get his deposit back
Tuppence may not seem a lot
But it would buy you a big fat lollipop
Black Jacks were ten a penny
Remember now, we're talking old money
Not that we ever had any
But we were happy.
Cycling with my peers
The wind whistling past my ears
As we reached Mam Tor
I was grateful for
My Sturmey Archer Gears
At the Crich Tram Museum
I was with a friend called Ian
We were there from 9
Till chucking out time
There was so much there worth seeing
At the Crich Tram Museum
Disaster befell poor Ian
A vicous jasper
Made him drop
His Dandelion and Burdock
Oh, that jasper made him drop
His Dandelion and Burdock
Oh, but how I love a drop
Of Dandelion and Burdock
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The Rue of Ruby Whores
04:33
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I woke up on a summer's day
From dozin' on a bank of clay
The hot and humid fog
The splashin' of the water dog
Lo come a war canoe
And standing in the bow were you
Tell me friend if you got the time
Where in this woods does grow the healin' vine
And I was searchin' for my love
Who used to live in the hills above
And I don't live at all
No never since my last downfall
Over yonder in the briar patch
The animal lives there in a hole
And ne'er in the sun will stir
But come the fall of evenin' grey
Leaps and jumps away
Standin' on the mountain side
Just tryin' to get a little taste o' rain
My people used to live here
And I feel the same as they do
For I did dwell here too
There she be and she see me
Driftin' in my daggone dream
They throwed my window and doors
A century of misery
The Rue of Ruby whores
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FELL London, UK
Fell is Nicolas Burrows, an artist, illustrator and musician living in London, with band members Jon Rulton (Bear Driver, Dream Giant), Dav Shiel (Beth Jeans-Houghton & The Hooves of Destiny) and Matt Giraudeau (Dogtanion).
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