Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 91

Today is Friday, the 17th of January 2020.

A year of uncertainty and deep, dark elevator shafts.

'Lifts', the llama shouts, 'I prefer to call them lifts instead of elevators.'

'Shut up!' I shout back from the kitchen. 'And close the elevator doors! You are sending up cold drafts from the basement!'

"Planet Of Bromford"

Standin' on the corner

Of Toulouse and Dauphine

Waitin' on Marie-Ondine

I'm tryin' to place a tune

Under a Louisiana moonbeam

On the planet of Bromford

In a bar they call The Saturn

And in her eyes of green

And somethin' that she said in a dream

Inside of my suit I got my mojo root

And a true love figurine

For the planet of Bromford

Bromford - the other planet

With other life upon it

And everythin' that's shakin' in between

If you should ever land upon it

You better know what's on it

The planet of Bromford

Now I'm tryin' to find my way

Through the rain and the steam

I'm lookin' straight ahead through the screen

And then I heard her say

Somethin' in the limousine

'Bout takin' a ride across the planet of Bromford

If she was an ace

And I was just a jack

And the cards were never seen

We could have been the king and queen

But she took me on back to her courtyard

Where magnolia perfume screams

Behind the gates and the granite

Of the planet of Bromford

Bromford - the other planet

With other life upon it

And everythin' that's shakin' in between

If you should ever land upon it

You better know what's on it

The planet of Bromford

With other life upon it

And everythin' that's shakin' in between

If you should ever land upon it

You better know what's on it

The planet of Bromford

The planet of Bromford

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