Today is Thursday, the 1st of November 2018.
Tell me why... I don't like Thursdays... Tell me why... I don't like Thursdays... Tell me why... I wanno shoot hu hu hoot... the.. whole... day... down...
"Bromford"
Looka yonder! Looka yonder!
Looka yonder! A big black cloud come!
A big black cloud come!
O comes to Bromford. Comes to Bromford
Yonder on the horizon
Yonder on the horizon
Stopped at the mighty river
Stopped at the mighty river and
Sucked the damn thing dry
Bromford-o-o, O Bromford
In a valley hides a town called Bromford
Distant thunder rumble. Distant thunder rumble
Rumble hungry like the Beast
The Beast it cometh, cometh down
The Beast it cometh, cometh down
Wo wo wo-o-o
Bromford bound. Bromford-o-o. Yeah Bromford
The Beast it cometh, Bromford bound
Why the hen won't lay no egg
Can't get that cock to crow
The nag is spooked and crazy
O God help Bromford! O God help Bromford!
O God help Bromford! O God help Bromford!
Ya can say these streets are rivers
Ya can call these rivers streets
Ya can tell ya self ya dreaming buddy
But no sleep runs this deep
No! No sleep runs this deep
No sleep runs this deep
Women at their windows
Rain crashing on the pane
Writing in the frost
Bromfords' shame. Bromford's shame
O God help Bromford! O God help Bromford!
O go to sleep lil children
The sandmans on his way
O go to sleep lil children
The sandmans in his way
But the lil children know
They listen to the beating of their blood
listen to the beating of their blood
listen to the beating of their blood
listen to the beating of their blood
They listen to the beating of their blood
The sandman's mud!
The sandman's mud!
And the black rain come down
the black rain come down
the black rain come down
Water water everywhere
Where no bird can fly no fish can swim
Where no bird can fly no fish can swim
No fish can swim
Until The King is born!
Until The King is born!
In Bromford! Bromford-o-o!
Til The King is born in Bromford!
In a clap-board shack with a roof of tin
Where the rain came down and leaked within
A young mother frozen on a concrete floor
With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw
Bromford-o-o! O Bromford!
With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw
Well Saturday gives what Sunday steals
And a child is born on his brothers heels
Come Sunday morn the first-born dead
In a shoebox tied with a ribbon of red
Bromford-o-o! Hey Bromford!
In a shoebox buried with a ribbon of red
O ma-ma rock you lil' one slow
O ma-ma rock your baby
O ma-ma rock your lil' one slow
O God help Bromford! O God help Bromford!
Mama rock your lil' one slow
The lil one will walk on Bromford
The lil one will walk on Bromford
Black rain come down, Black rain come down
Bromford-o-o! Yeah Bromford!
And carry the burden of Bromford
Bromford-o-o! O Bromford! Yeah!
The King will walk on Bromford!
Bromford-o-o! O Bromford!
He carried the burden outa Bromford!
Bromford-o-o! Hey Bromford!
You will reap just what you sow
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Delete61 songs about 43 different cities (and places):
*** New York IIIIIIII (including Manhattan III) ***
Los Angeles IIII
San Francisco III
Berlin III
Budapest II
London II (including Londinium I)
Amsterdam II
Manchester I
Galway I
Malice I
San José I
Barcelona I
Scarborough I
Atlantic City I
Houston I
Pompeii I
Rome I
Bethlehem I
Chicago I
Philadelphia I
Waterloo I
Memphis I
Babylon I (Pompeii is in this part of the list so...)
Paris I
Pyongyang I
Yarmouth I
Santa Maria Da Feira I
Berkeley I
Warsaw I
West Palm Beach I
New Orleans I
Hong Kong I
Cologne I
Monterey I
Jerusalem I
Starkville I
Odessa I
Tupelo I
Not even a (real) city or place:
California II
Albion I
Gomorrah I
Essex I
Idaho I
Oh, come on guys...
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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Tupelo
birth place... not brith place...
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