Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 445 & Part 446

 

Today is Wednesday, the 6th of May 2026.

Thank you. If you appreciate the tuning so much I hope you'll enjoy the playing more.

Twenty-Five, our little tawny owl, was wearing an imaginary tailcoat like a penguin suit and bowing to an imaginary audience like a conductor.

Or, as Jack Kerouac once said, 'Happiness consists in realizing it is all a great strange dream.'

And the seventeen penguins articulated soundless words with their beaks, What is wrong with him?

And so six unicorns joined the twenty-eight horses, the twenty zebras, the twelve frogs, the four pandas, the twenty-seven koalas, the twenty bears, the nineteen hares, the eleven hamsters, the three mice, the twenty-three wild boars, the fifteen pigs, the thirty cows, the twenty-two raccoons, the fourteen foxes, the six giraffes, the twenty-nine tigers, the twenty-three lions, the fifteen face-cats, the seven wolves, the thirty dogs, the twenty-two face-monkeys, the fourteen speak-no-evil-monkeys, the six hear-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty-eight see-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty astro-cats, the twelve hipster-cats, the four dragon cats, the twenty-seven hacker cats, the nineteen stunt cats, the eleven ninja-cats, the three pouting cats, the twenty-six crying cats, the eighteen weary cats, the ten kissing cats, the two cats with wry smiles, the twenty-four smiling cats with heart-eyes, the sixteen cats with tears of joy, the eight grinning cats with smiling eyes, the thirty-one grinning cats, the twenty-three spiders, the fifteen scorpions, the seven ladybugs, the twenty-nine bees, the twenty-one ants, the thirty crickets, the twenty-two mosquitoes, the fourteen caterpillars, the six snails, the twenty-six butterflies, the eighteen bats, the ten more chicks, the two chicks, the twenty-five chicks, the seventeen penguins, the nine little red birds, and the one little tawny owl…

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"Bromford"

Brand new popes and kings
Owning all the things
I need to survive
If i am alive
It will be made
And fully paid
But bought instead
Of breaking bread
Danton waking me
Texting on t.v
About a place that’s real
But close enough to feel
It in my brain
A rolling pain
Of churning dread
Inside my head
God is pumping me all full of lead
Oh no!
Here comes Robespierre
But i’m too tired to care
He came to k!ll the king
So kiss his freedom ring
Like only he
Can truly see
The way to be
For really free
To live beyond your means
But beneath your being
Stay hungry to believe
In messianic thieves
Who feel that free
Post-human beings
Can eat and breathe
Believe in bread
God is pumping me all full of lead
What’s unloading on me’s filling up my soul
But i’m not dead
Just full of lead
Is reloading Jeremiah’s broken yoke
But i’m not dead
Jeremiah
Just full of lead
Jeremiah
Oh yeah!
Pirates, popes, and kings
Repeat everything
Century 21
Flux and opinion
Before my eyes
And in disguise
But it’s a prize
To see as me
Until I’m dead
God is pumping me all full of lead

"Her To The Bromford"

We live in a troubling age

Falling leaves in an unearthly autumn light
Become the frame
And chip my curse away
Above the waves you can still see where we drown
No looking down
Oblivion's oblivion
You're not the be' and end-all
You breathe the city air
You count the carrion
You're not the be' and end-all
You've got pain
You've got rage
Well
We'll hold the front page

We live in a troubling age

All that breathes is a chorus of peace tonight
I kiss your name
And fold your words away
Above the clouds big sister does her rounds
And sees us both so clear
From thirty worlds away
Her to the Bromford as I to you forever
The gentle circling
The endless circling
Her to the Bromford as I to you forever
And if I hold your gaze
How you take to the stage

We live in a troubling age
But the world has given me arms for you
Stay my bonny girl, stay
I couldn't leave go if I wanted to
All roads lead to your door
Since moonlight honoured our first embrace
Stay my bonny girl, stay
Stay my bonny girl, stay

Bromford and Sloth …

 

»Flame of Udûn, you shall not pass… «

»Sloth. One of the Seven Deadly Sins, also known as the Capital Vices or the Cardinal Sins. «

»Oh, my goodness, dude. You are kind of swimming. Really? Seven Deadly Sins? All I see are two very slow animals, two sloths, who are often associated with laziness. «

»In other worlds they work as burocrats, somebody told me. «

»Only in Disney movies, dude. Only in animated Disney movies. «

»Animal, when I look at the state of the world in general today, I sometimes think we would be better off in a Zootopia. «

»A world or future where animals re-enact humans and human society? No, thank you. I don't think so, dude. I don't think so. «

»Chill you life, animal. We need to take some weed and lower the speed with way less greed. Plant a seed and rest your feed, indeed. «

»Get rid of those sloths, dude. They are doing you no good. «

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Today is Sunday, the 3rd of May 2026.

Flower Moon … / Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 443 & Part 444

 

Flower Moon

I'm so tired of being alone
These penitent walls are all I've known
The songbird calling
Across the water
Outside my silent asylum

Today is Friday, the 1st of May 2026.
Flower Moon

Thank, Frank, this is a special City Song Quiz Day. There are killers under the Flower Moon, and no single animal will join the parade of all the other animals. Otherwise this one single mystic animal could have claimed Twenty-Five's position as guru, as leader in this very special caravan.

One day when the unicorns return and fairy tales are written by rabbits I may find some time and tell you all about it …

444 Fear, fear, fear. When the day is here. fear, fear, Fear 444

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"Fish Named Bromford"

Melville Camus an old Postman
Brings a letter from my good friend
He wants to see me again this life
In his ocean
Signed is by

Fish named Bromford
Fish named Bromford


Call a taxi to Devonshire
"That′s a long way, a long way, Sir.
To the beaches, the gates of blue."
The meeting place
Where I meet you

Fish named Bromford
Fish named Bromford

Follow me boy.

We drown down the Boulevard
In this world's the world so far
We go shoppingin deep caves
Under trouble′s highest waves

(Mermaid's singing)

I see your fancy coral reef
With eyes like child's so quite naïve

"Bromford"

I am a man, I live alone
Don′t much bother me, it won't be long
Come a woman who wants to be near
Me and my mountains, we′ll be right here
Bromford (Bromford)

Way back East, in the dirt and smog
Courted a woman, she had a job
Didn't want to leave her adopted home
Guess she was afraid of bein' alone
Bromford (Bromford)


Way out yonder, in tinsel land
Look around hard, you might find a real man
Dark-eyed country girl, tears in her eyes
Needs the music of the wind in the pines
Bromford (Bromford)

Many′s the time I′ve gone astray
The things I'm thinkin′ I seldom say
Guess I'm waitin′ for that special girl
The one who loves me and loves my world
Bromford (Bromford)

Bromford and Frog ...

 

I met that princess the other night. And she she told me if she'd kissed me I would turn into a prince… a frog prince. And so… I kissed her. She was a frog princess.

Did you know that the princess with the golden ball in the orginal German fairy-tale did not kiss the frog? She threw him against a wall, if I am not mistaking.

Not a true love's kiss broke the spell but an act of pure violence? That's so typical German. That's too bad, animal, too sad.

That's life, dude, that's live. And now come out of that pond. And be careful. Don't let the witches catch you on their way to the Blocksberg tonight. 'Cause if they catch you they will throw you into their cauldrons and brew the strangest brews out of your green frog legs.

Why does it feel like I am cheating today, animal?

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Today is Thursday, the 30th of April 2026.
Walpurgis Night

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 441 & Part 442

 

Today is Tuesday, the 28th of April 2026.

Giddy up!

A harsh loud shout sounded the very early morning.

Let's go!

Twenty-Five, our little tawny owl, recognized the three wild boars grunting this time.

Move!

Now the wolves were giving commands.

Speed up!

The snails? Talking about speeding up? They must have been joking.

Twenty-Five opened his eyes. He was preparing for a day-long sleep when the shouting began, but now he saw other members of his caravan of animals surrounding a group of twenty-eight brown horses.

Please, said one of the horses, we are not your pack animals, and we don't like to be ordered around like that!

We may have long faces and big heads, one of the horses' fellows added, but instead of jumping fences and water obstacles we'd better like using our big heads for thinking deep thoughts.

And a third horse agreed, Pull your own carriages and load carts down the roads and always remember what Federico Garcia Lorca once wrote, 

'I know there is no straight road
No straight road in this world
Only a giant labyrinth
Of intersecting crossroads.'

Hey! Twenty-Five, the little tawny owl complained. Quoting is my thing in this caravan!

And the twenty-eight horses joined the twenty zebras, the twelve frogs, the four pandas, the twenty-seven koalas, the twenty bears, the nineteen hares, the eleven hamsters, the three mice, the twenty-three wild boars, the fifteen pigs, the thirty cows, the twenty-two raccoons, the fourteen foxes, the six giraffes, the twenty-nine tigers, the twenty-three lions, the fifteen face-cats, the seven wolves, the thirty dogs, the twenty-two face-monkeys, the fourteen speak-no-evil-monkeys, the six hear-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty-eight see-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty astro-cats, the twelve hipster-cats, the four dragon cats, the twenty-seven hacker cats, the nineteen stunt cats, the eleven ninja-cats, the three pouting cats, the twenty-six crying cats, the eighteen weary cats, the ten kissing cats, the two cats with wry smiles, the twenty-four smiling cats with heart-eyes, the sixteen cats with tears of joy, the eight grinning cats with smiling eyes, the thirty-one grinning cats, the twenty-three spiders, the fifteen scorpions, the seven ladybugs, the twenty-nine bees, the twenty-one ants, the thirty crickets, the twenty-two mosquitoes, the fourteen caterpillars, the six snails, the twenty-six butterflies, the eighteen bats, the ten more chicks, the two chicks, the twenty-five chicks, the seventeen penguins, the nine little red birds, and the one little tawny owl…

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"Good Blood Bromford City"

Marigold
This is the day for big decisions, you know
Follow your lodestar
Starry eyes, smoky eyes, urgent eyes
This is the surge of the good blood rising

If you're running, I'm coming
If we're going then we're going tonight
And, oh, to go to Bromford City
When the sun goes down, the night explodes in their eyes
This is the surge of the good blood rising

Oh, oh
Marigold
This is the day for big decisions, you know
Follow your lodestar
Starry eyes, smoky eyes, urgent eyes
This is the surge of the good blood rising

If you're running, I'm coming
If we're going then we're going tonight
And, oh, to go to Bromford City
When the sun goes down, the night explodes in their eyes
This is the surge of the good blood rising

(Good blood rising) Ooh
(Good blood rising) This is the day for big decisions, you know
(Good blood rising) Good blood rising
(Good blood rising) Good blood rising
(Good blood rising)

If you're running, I'm coming
Are we going tonight?
And, oh, to go to Bromford City
When the sun goes down, the night explodes in their eyes
This is the surge, this is the surge
If you're running, I'm coming
Are we going tonight?
Oh, to go to Bromford City
When the sun goes down, the night explodes in their eyes
This is the surge of the good blood rising (Woo)

"Medley: Jack & Neal / Bromford, Here I Come"

Jack was sitting poker faced with bullets backed with bitches
Neal hunched at the wheel putting everyone in stitches
Bragging about some nurse he screwed while driving through Nebraska
And when she came she honked the horn
Neal just barely missed a truck
And then he asked her if she'd like to come like that to Bromford
You see a red head in a uniform will always get you horny
Yeah and with her hairnet and those white shoes and a name tag and a hat
She drove like Andy Granatelli and knew how to fix a flat
And Jack was almost at the bottom of his MD 2020
Neal was yelling out the window trying to buy some bennies
From a Lincoln full of Mexicans and the left rear tire blowed
And the sons of bitches pretty near almost ran us off the road
And while the nurse had spilled the Maneshewitz all up and down her dress
And then she lit the map on fire Neal just had to guess
Should we try and find a bootleg route or a filling station open
The nurse was dumping out her purse and looking for an envelope
And Jack was out of cigarettes and as we crossed the yellow line
The gas pumps looked like tombstones from here
And it felt lonelier than a parking lot when the last car pulls away
And the moonlight dressed the double breasted foothills in the mirror
Weaving out a negligee and a black brassiere
And the Mercury was running hot and we were almost out of gas
Just then Florence Nightingale she dropped her drawers and
Stuck her fat ass half way out of the window to a Wilson Pickett tune
And shouted Get a load of this and gave the finger to the moon

Counting one eyed Jacks and whistling dixie in the car
Neal was doing least a hundred when we saw a falling star
And Florence wished that Neal would hold her instead of chewing on his cigar
Jack was nodding out and wishing he was in a bar
With Charlie Parker on the bandstand and not a worry in the world
And a glass of beer in one hand and his arms around a girl
Neal was singing to the nurse Underneath the Harlem Moon
And somehow you could just tell we'd be in Bromford soon

Open up your golden gates
Bromford here I come
I said Bromford here I come
Look out Bromford here I come

Bromford and Blowfish …

 

# Dude?

- Yes, llama?

# Do you really think that is a blowfish?

- Well, maybe. Maybe not.

# This is a blowfish.

- Where did you get this picture, animal?

# From Hootie and the Blowfish, I think.

- What is Hootie and the blowfish? A pet shop?

# Hootie and the Blowfish are no Pet Shop Boys. Hootie and the Blowfish are an American rock band formed in the 80s.

- Are they still a thing? Both acts?

# Who knows, dude? Who knows? And who cares?

- I think your blowfish looks more like the punk of a blowfish. What about these spikes? What are these spikes for?

# I don't know, dude. You were the one who started this whole blowfish thing with today's picture where the Bromford does not look like a Bromford and the blowfish does not look like a blowfish.

- This is the Age of Aquarium, animal, where humpback whales are stranding in the Baltic Sea and doctor fish and blue whales and jellyfish and blowfish are living in penthouse apartments on little houses on the rooftops of skyscrapers.

# What is wrong with you, dude?

- I don't know, animal. I don't know. It feels like it is Wednesday today.

# It is Wednesday, indeed, dude. Wednesday, actually.

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Today is Wednesday, the 22nd of April 2026.

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 439 & Part 440

Today is Monday, the 20th of April 2026.

The Power of the Four. Wait and see what is going to happen.

Mr. Zebra, Twenty-Five, the tawny owl, asked, do you know that old saying by that one well -known author Philip K. Dick, 'Truth, she thought. As terrible as death. But harder to find.'?

Some railroad-crossing zebras on the way to the water-hole did not even stop to answer.

Death sounds like four to us, the fourteen caterpillars sighed and the twenty-six butterflies agreed.

Do all caterpillars turn into butterflies in the end?, the four pandas wondered.

And twenty zebras joined the twelve frogs, the four pandas, the twenty-seven koalas, the twenty bears, the nineteen hares, the eleven hamsters, the three mice, the twenty-three wild boars, the fifteen pigs, the thirty cows, the twenty-two raccoons, the fourteen foxes, the six giraffes, the twenty-nine tigers, the twenty-three lions, the fifteen face-cats, the seven wolves, the thirty dogs, the twenty-two face-monkeys, the fourteen speak-no-evil-monkeys, the six hear-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty-eight see-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty astro-cats, the twelve hipster-cats, the four dragon cats, the twenty-seven hacker cats, the nineteen stunt cats, the eleven ninja-cats, the three pouting cats, the twenty-six crying cats, the eighteen weary cats, the ten kissing cats, the two cats with wry smiles, the twenty-four smiling cats with heart-eyes, the sixteen cats with tears of joy, the eight grinning cats with smiling eyes, the thirty-one grinning cats, the twenty-three spiders, the fifteen scorpions, the seven ladybugs, the twenty-nine bees, the twenty-one ants, the thirty crickets, the twenty-two mosquitoes, the fourteen caterpillars, the six snails, the twenty-six butterflies, the eighteen bats, the ten more chicks, the two chicks, the twenty-five chicks, the seventeen penguins, the nine little red birds, and the one little tawny owl…

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"Bromford: The Story So Far"

Welcome to Bromford, the story so far
The story so far

At first there was a vaccum
Where creation came to be
Singing 'save me'
'save me'

Were we abandoned in the ether
Or did someone set us free?
Love me, love me

Bromford, Bromford, the story so far

Welcome to Bromford, the story so far
The story so far

There was a baby in a stable
Some say it was the Lord
Singing 'save me', 'save me'

Why if it's no more than a fable
Should it strike so deep a chord?
Love me, love me

Bromford, Bromford, the story so far
Welcome to Bromford

Science broke the news
The only absolute is light
Save me, save me

Wasn't that the message
Of the star on Christmas night?
Love me, love me

Bromford, Bromford, the story so far
Welcome to Bromford

"Bromford"

Though your brother's bound and gagged
And they've chained him to a chair
Won't you please come to Bromford
Just to sing

In a land that's known as freedom
How can such a thing be fair
Won't you please come to Bromford
For the help that we can bring

We can change the world
Re-arrange the world
It's dying ... to get better

Politicians, sit yourselves down
There's nothing for you here
Won't you please come to Bromford
For a ride?

Don't ask Jack to help you
'Cause he'll turn the other ear

Won't you please come to Bromford
Or else join the other side?


We can change the world
Re-arrange the world
It's dying, if you believe in justice
It's dying, if you believe in freedom
It's dying, let a man live his own life
It's dying, rules and regulations, who needs them
Throw them out the door

Somehow people must be free
I hope the day comes soon
Won't you please come to Bromford
Show your face?

From the bottom of the ocean
To the mountains on the moon
Won't you please come to Bromford?
No one else can take your place

We can change the world
Re-arrange the world
It's dying, if you believe in justice
It's dying, and if you believe in freedom
It's dying, let a man live his own life
It's dying, rules and regulations, who needs them
Throw them out the door

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 437 & Part 438

 

Today is Sunday, the 12th of April 2026.

The tawny owl asked twelve frogs that were crossing the street, Do you know the old Zen proverb, 'The frog in the pond knows little of the great ocean'?

The frogs croaked, We know it but it is not true. We know of the ponds and the rivers and the oceans and the rain and the clouds. And we know of the universal connection.

Is it the water? the koalas asked bored and yawned.

Immortality exists only in water, the frogs answered.

And Twenty-Five, our tawny owl, began to wonder when he would not be the wised owl in the crowd any longer.

 

Ribbit!

Meanwhile the twelve frogs joined the four pandas, the twenty-seven koalas, the twenty bears, the nineteen hares, the eleven hamsters, the three mice, the twenty-three wild boars, the fifteen pigs, the thirty cows, the twenty-two raccoons, the fourteen foxes, the six giraffes, the twenty-nine tigers, the twenty-three lions, the fifteen face-cats, the seven wolves, the thirty dogs, the twenty-two face-monkeys, the fourteen speak-no-evil-monkeys, the six hear-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty-eight see-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty astro-cats, the twelve hipster-cats, the four dragon cats, the twenty-seven hacker cats, the nineteen stunt cats, the eleven ninja-cats, the three pouting cats, the twenty-six crying cats, the eighteen weary cats, the ten kissing cats, the two cats with wry smiles, the twenty-four smiling cats with heart-eyes, the sixteen cats with tears of joy, the eight grinning cats with smiling eyes, the thirty-one grinning cats, the twenty-three spiders, the fifteen scorpions, the seven ladybugs, the twenty-nine bees, the twenty-one ants, the thirty crickets, the twenty-two mosquitoes, the fourteen caterpillars, the six snails, the twenty-six butterflies, the eighteen bats, the ten more chicks, the two chicks, the twenty-five chicks, the seventeen penguins, the nine little red birds, and the one little tawny owl…

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Going To Bromford (My Carnival)

Well, I'm going to Bromford
Gonna see the Mardi Gras
Yes, I'm going to Bromford
Gonna see the Mardi Gras
When I get there
All the girls gonna know who they are

When I get to Bromford
Gonna do my thing
Yes, I get to Bromford
Gonna do my thing
Cause when I get there
I'm gonna see the Zulu king
(Woo!)

Well, I'm going to Bromford
Gonna see the Mardi Gras
Yes, I'm going to Bromford
Gonna see the Mardi Gras
When all the girls get there
They gonna know who they are

"I Can't See Bromford"

From here, no lines are drawn
From here, no lands are owned
13,000 and holding
Swallowed in the purring of her engines
Tracking the beacon here
"Is there a signal there
On the other side?
On the other side?
What do you mean 'side of what things'?"


And you said
And you did
And you said
You would find me here
And you said
You would find me even in death
And you said
And you said
You'd find me


But I can't see Bromford
As I'm circling down
Through white cloud
Falling out and
I know his lips are warm
But I can't seem to find
My way out, my way out
I can't see Bromford
As I'm circling down
Through white cloud
Falling out and
I know his lips are warm
But I can't seem to find
My way out, my way out
Of this hunting ground

From here
Crystal meth in metres of millions
In the end all we have, soul blueprint
And did we get lost in it?
Do we conduct a search for this?
"From the other side
From the other side
What do they mean 'side of what things'?"


And you said
And you did
And you said
You would find me here
And you said
You would find me even in death
And you said
And you said
You'd find me


But I can't see Bromford
As I'm circling down
Through white cloud
Falling out and
I know his lips are warm
But I can't seem to find
My way out, my way out
I can't see Bromford
As I'm circling down
Through white cloud
Falling out and
I know your lips are warm
But I can't seem to find
My way out, my way out
Of your hunting ground


You again
It's you again
I can't see, I can't see Bromford
I can't see, I can't see Bromford
From the other side
I hum from the other side

 

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 435 & Part 436

 

Today is Saturday, the 4th of April 2026.

Ewoks! They made me think about Ewoks! No-one likes Ewoks! Get rid of those Ewoks!

The tawny owl woke up with a start. Even after he realized that it was just a dream, he could not stop thinking about Ewoks from a green moon.

Do you think, all the wise monkeys asked the fourteen foxes because they thought the foxes were smart, Do you think our Twenty-Five is a reincarnated human born on or before May 25, 1973?

The foxes did not know what the monkeys meant and tried to make friends with all thirty-seven chicks instead.

But the astro-cats grinned inside their helmets.

We see, what you did there, they said to the monkeys. Because he does not like Ewoks he must be born on or before May 25, 1973, or be a reincarnation of a human being born on or before May 25, 1973.

The monkeys just nodded.

And they all imagined The Ewok Line for a while - a fictional graph, which correlates the birth year of a person and the subsequent appreciation of Ewoks, fictional teddy bear-like creatures from the 1983 Star Wars film Return of the Jedi. Those born on or before May 25, 1973 have a low appreciation of the film's creatures, while those born after this date have an affinity for them. This is because those who saw the Ewoks in Return of the Jedi, which was released theatrically on May 25, 1983, who were 10 or under still loved their teddy bears, giving them an increased appreciation for the Ewoks, whereas the older ones just found them annoying.

Everybody loves Ewoks, the koalas said with sadly hanging ears.

Or, as Arthur Rimbaud once said, said Twenty-Five, the tawny owl, 'Genius is the recovery of childhood at will.'

And four pandas joined the twenty-seven koalas, the twenty bears, the nineteen hares, the eleven hamsters, the three mice, the twenty-three wild boars, the fifteen pigs, the thirty cows, the twenty-two raccoons, the fourteen foxes, the six giraffes, the twenty-nine tigers, the twenty-three lions, the fifteen face-cats, the seven wolves, the thirty dogs, the twenty-two face-monkeys, the fourteen speak-no-evil-monkeys, the six hear-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty-eight see-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty astro-cats, the twelve hipster-cats, the four dragon cats, the twenty-seven hacker cats, the nineteen stunt cats, the eleven ninja-cats, the three pouting cats, the twenty-six crying cats, the eighteen weary cats, the ten kissing cats, the two cats with wry smiles, the twenty-four smiling cats with heart-eyes, the sixteen cats with tears of joy, the eight grinning cats with smiling eyes, the thirty-one grinning cats, the twenty-three spiders, the fifteen scorpions, the seven ladybugs, the twenty-nine bees, the twenty-one ants, the thirty crickets, the twenty-two mosquitoes, the fourteen caterpillars, the six snails, the twenty-six butterflies, the eighteen bats, the ten more chicks, the two chicks, the twenty-five chicks, the seventeen penguins, the nine little red birds, and the one little tawny owl…

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"Bromford"

Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser
Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser

O novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pepequinha
Hoje eu vou dar pro novinho, fode, fode a Larissinha
O novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pepequinha
Hoje eu vou dar pro novinho, fode, fode a Larissinha

Every time I try to run, you put your curse all over me
I surrender at your feet, baby, put it all on me
Every time I try to pray you away, you got me on my knees
I surrender at your feet, baby, put it all on me

I love it when you turn me on
I love it when you turn it on
I love it when you turn me on
So come back in and turn it on

Turn me on
Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser
Turn me on
O novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pepequinha
Turn me on
Hoje eu vou dar pro novinho, fode, fode a Larissinha
Turn me on
O novinho me olhou e quis comer minha pepequinha
Turn me on
Hoje eu vou dar pro novinho, fode, fode a Larissinha
Turn me on

Bota na boca, bota na cara
Bota na boca, bota na cara
Bota na boca, bota na cara
Bota na boca, bota na cara
Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser

Baby, ride me till the darkness of the night
Kill me softly like you want me euthanized, oh, yeah
Hot like rising sun, burning everything she touch
She don't even want your money, can buy you and someone else
She's addicted to the rush, I can never get enough
She desensitized to money, need to pay with something else

Baby, you turn me on
Ooh, you turn me on
Baby, you turn me on
Love it when you turn me on

Hit it from the back, she louder than two sold-out nights
I think she fell in love, she said she trusts me with her life, ah
Hot like rising sun, burning everything she touch
She don't even want your money, can buy you and someone else
She's addicted to the rush, I can never get enough
Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota na boca, bota na cara
She desensitized to money, need to pay with something else

Baby, you turn me on
I love it when you turn me on
I love it when you turn me on
I love the way you turn it on
See how you turn me on?
I love it when you turn me on
I love it when you turn me on
So now I gotta turn it on
Oh, baby

Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh

Take it easy, easy on me
Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser
Take it easy, easy on me, oh
Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser
Take it easy, easy on me
Oh, oh, oh

Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser
Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota na boca, bota na cara
Bota na boca, bota na cara
Bota na boca, bota na cara
Bota na boca, bota na cara, bota onde quiser

"Sleeping Bear, Bromford"

Oh, Sleeping Bear!
Ran to the top and got scared
Of what I could see


Oh, Lamb of God!
Tell us your perfect design
And give us the rod

Oh, Sturgeon Bay!
Covered completely in sand
And covered in sun

Oh, Bromford!
Give up, the rocking boat's drowned
The Captain is done

 

Pink Moon … / Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 433 & Part 434

 

Pink Moon

I'm so tired of being alone
These penitent walls are all I've known
The songbird calling
Across the water

Today is Thursday, the 2nd of April 2026.
Pink Moon

The night is dark and full of shadows…

'How can it be dark under a full moon?' Twenty-Five, the tawny owl, wondered. 'Under a Pink Moon? And why is there a city song quiz so soon?'

'We will not stop until every day of the week will be city-song-quiz-day. And we are starting with our self-proclaimed holidays such as full moons or season starts. Did we not celebrate Groundhog Day? When will be start celebrating Saint Patrick's Day? Is there a Green Moon that is not orbiting the planet of Endor?' a mindless voice announced.

'Why must I think about those koalas when I think about the forest moon of Endor?' the tawny owl asked himself.

'It's time to wake up, owl!' the mindless voice announced. 'WAKE UP!'

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"Old Bromford"

When you're walking in old Bromford
Lanterns under the night sky
See the MOON begin to rise
Just like it did back home

Old men smoking in cafes
Junk boats floating in the bay
Think of me when you're away
In old Bromford

With no ties, with no plans
Your last dollar in your hands
Take a picture and send it back
To someone you used to know

Things will always find their way
From the backroads to the bay
There's more to do than there is to say
In old Bromford

With no ties, with no plans
Your last dollar in your hands
Take a picture and send it back
To someone you used to know

 

"Kashka From Bromford"

Kashka from Bromford
Lives in sin, they say
With another man
But no one knows who

Old friends never call there
Some wonder if life's
Inside at all
If there's life inside at all

But we know the lady who rents the room
She catches them calling a la lune

At night
They're seen
Laughing
Loving
They know
The way
To be
Happy

They never go for walks
Maybe it's because
The MOON's not bright enough
There's light in love, you see

I watch their shadows
Tall and slim
In the window opposite
I long to be with them

'Cause when all the alley-cats come out
I can hear music from Kashka's house

At night
They're seen
Laughing
Loving
They know
The way
To be
Happy

Watching every night
Don't you know they're seen?
Won't you let me laugh?
Let me in your love
Watching every night
Don't you know they're seen?
Won't you let me laugh?
Let me in your love
Watching every night
Don't you know they're seen?
Won't you let me laugh?
Let me in your love
Watching every night
Don't you know they're seen?
Won't you let me laugh?

Bromford and Jellyfish …

 

* Jellyfish?

- Yes, but I think I confused them with
 Jellybears.

* You mean Jellybeans!

- No, Jellybears. They are very
 popular in the Federal Republic of
 Klingony.

* Bromford.

- Yes, llama?

* Never forget, this apartment is not
 a fishtank.

- You never know, animal. You never
 know.

 

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Today is Tuesday, the 31st of March 2026.

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 431 & Part 432

 

Today is Friday, the 27th of March 2026.

Aldous Huxley said, 'Consistency is contrary to nature, contrary to life. The only completely consistent people are the dead.'

Stop quoting, Twenty-Five, the whole bunch of animals shouted and started singing.

A very merry birthday

To me?

To who?

To me?

Oh, you

A very merry birthday

To you

Who, me?

Yes, you

Oh, me

Let's all congratulate us with another cup of tea
A very merry birthday to you
A very merry birthday

To me?

To you

A very merry birthday

For me?

For you

Now blow the candle out, my dear
And make your wish come true
A very merry birthday to you


It's not my birthday today, the tawny owl said astonished. Who told you today was my birthday?

You did, answered one of the bears.

You did, said one of the hares.

Judith, cried all the cats.

Come on, whispered the ladybugs and the spiders and bees and ants agreed, and the crickets played their fiddles, it's his unbirthday.

It's our all unbirthday, all the animals found out and started singing that song from the movie Alice in Wonderland again, having their own little Mad Hatter's tea-party,

A very merry unbirthday

To me?

To who?

To me?

Oh, you

A very merry unbirthday

To you

Who, me?

Yes, you

Oh, me

Let's all congratulate us with another cup of tea
A very merry unbirthday to you
A very merry unbirthday

To me?

To you

A very merry unbirthday

For me?

For you

Now blow the candle out, my dear
And make your wish come true
A very merry unbirthday to you

Only the eighteen bats began to wonder, If unbirthday is the opposite of birthday. And the opposite of birth is death. Does that mean that your unbirthday is your death?

But nobody heard their thoughts because the tea-party got bad and better, and the hatter mad and madder.

And twenty-seven koalas joined the twenty bears, the nineteen hares, the eleven hamsters, the three mice, the twenty-three wild boars, the fifteen pigs, the thirty cows, the twenty-two raccoons, the fourteen foxes, the six giraffes, the twenty-nine tigers, the twenty-three lions, the fifteen face-cats, the seven wolves, the thirty dogs, the twenty-two face-monkeys, the fourteen speak-no-evil-monkeys, the six hear-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty-eight see-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty astro-cats, the twelve hipster-cats, the four dragon cats, the twenty-seven hacker cats, the nineteen stunt cats, the eleven ninja-cats, the three pouting cats, the twenty-six crying cats, the eighteen weary cats, the ten kissing cats, the two cats with wry smiles, the twenty-four smiling cats with heart-eyes, the sixteen cats with tears of joy, the eight grinning cats with smiling eyes, the thirty-one grinning cats, the twenty-three spiders, the fifteen scorpions, the seven ladybugs, the twenty-nine bees, the twenty-one ants, the thirty crickets, the twenty-two mosquitoes, the fourteen caterpillars, the six snails, the twenty-six butterflies, the eighteen bats, the ten more chicks, the two chicks, the twenty-five chicks, the seventeen penguins, the nine little red birds, and the one little tawny owl…

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"I Was In Love With Bromford City"

When I was young I blew a kiss
For the ones who were haunted
I searched inside
Looked to the skies
Waiting on a comet

2 a.m., the neon lights
At Danceteria
They made me feel like I belonged
In this disaster area

And all the way home
I heard the Belmonts sing for me
Thru all the heartache I put you thru
’Cause I was in love with Bromford City

The Bowery, darkness and light
I saw the bands play
Tom Verlaine, Debbie Harry
At CBGB’s

I spent my days, rummaged the aisles
At The Strand Bookstore
826 Broadway
It’s 8 miles on the ground floor

And all the way home
I heard the Crystals sing for me
Thru all the grief I put you thru
’Cause I was in love with Bromford City

And on the way home
I heard John Lennon whispering
Thru all this darkness, thru the sadness

And on the way home
I heard the Shangri-Las sing for me
Thru all the grief I put you through
cause I was in love with Bromford City
Yes, I was in love with Bromford City

"Bromford"

God is the answer
God is the answer
God is the answer
God lies within

And you can't say
That I didn't learn from you
And you can't say
That I didn't learn from you
And you can't say
That I didn't learn from you
And you can't say
That I didn't learn from you

God is the answer
God is the answer
God is the answer
God lies within

And I will not
Have a good time
But leave me just the same
The statue marks the place here
Where Bromford stook his claim

God is the answer
God is the answer
God is the answer
God lies within

And I guess that
She couldn't tell me
Because she found it
Very frightening
And though a lead slug
Would have felled me
Bromford
Rides the lightning

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Bromford and Snake …

 

»Zlytherin…, « the llama hisses. »Do you think there were times when members of House Zlytherin were allowed to bring snakes to school just because they were Zlytherins? «

»Me? Are you talking to me, animal? «

»Who else should I be talking to, dude? Do you know any other former student of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry? Aren't you Bromford Bibble, wizard and animagus who can turn into a beaver at will? «

»Moi? «

»Come on, dude. You posted this picture. There is a snake. That's the sigil of House Zlytherin, one of the four Houses of Hogwarts, the boarding school of magic. And you are dressed in the colours of House Zlytherin, black and blue. You even dyed your hair black and blue. We are back in the Harry Potter world, dude. This is your story, isn't it? You were a first year student at Hogwarts when Harry Potter returned for his final final year after Lord Voldemort was defeated. «

»Animal, there is no such thing as hidden magic in this world! Come back to reality. I am not a wizard and I cannot turn into a beaver at will. «

»So you are really thinking about taking a snake as your next animal companion? «

Are you nuts? I hate snakes. «

»OK, than what is going on here, dude? «

»First of all, animal, I was House Gryffindor, like the great Harry Potter himself. The animal of House Gryffindor is a lion. The other House is called Slytherin and not Zlytherin. And their house-colours are silver and green, not black and blue. And during Harry Potter's seven years at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry and my first one, students were allowed to bring an owl, a cat or a toad to the castle. There were no snakes allowed. «

»I knew it, I knew it, dude! You are a wizard. And you know everything about Hogwarts. «

»Sorry, animal. I don't know what you are talking about. I just look great in black and blue and with a scarf made of snakeskin, don't you think? «

The llama seems a bit frustrated by our conversation. And I pretend not to know why.

»You are not taking this seriously, dude. And nobody ever wants to talk about Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw. «

»The badger in yellow and black and the eagle in blue and bronze? « I ask smirking.

»That joke was lame, « the animal says, »and that punchline did not punch at all, dude! «

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Today is Wednesday, the 25th of March 2026.

Bromford and Bat …

 

»No, dude! You cannot do that! That is so really very wrong because of so many legal and moral reasons! «

»I can help with creative image generation, but I can’t create or edit images that depict trademarked characters such as Batman or Robin, or imagery styled directly after DC’s protected characters. If you’d like, you can rephrase the idea using original characters or a non‑trademarked theme, and I can create that for you. «

That is a familiar voice coming from the chat-window on my laptop screen.

»Willy? « the animal shouts out from the other side of the room. »Is that my old chap Willy Wombat? Am I hearing Australia's most famous comic artist? Willy, old chap, what did he do to you? Did he force you to draw that strange, unpleasant and awkward picture? «

»Llama? « the voice from the laptop answers. »KussKuss, the llama? «

The llama is throwing air kisses towards the screen.

»I am sure, he did not know what he was asking for, « the wombat says, »he just wanted to have a picture of you two as superhero and his loyal companion. «

»I said, « I say, »draw me and the llama like Batman and Robin. «

»And I said, « says the wombat, »I can't create or edit images that depict trademarked characters such as… «

»I know, I know, « I interrupt. »But I said green, make the suit or the cape green, not red. «

»You see, KussKuss, old pal, « - the llama is throwing air kisses again - , »he is just being Bromford Bibble as we know and love him. But I have got to go now. There's a sandstorm coming from the Great Victoria Desert. I hope you like the images thought, Bromford. Hi, Bromford! Bye Bromford! «

»A superhero and his loyal companion? « the animal asks. »And who is the superhero and who the companion? «

»I'm Batman, « I claim in my deepest voice.

»And what is you superpower, Batman? «

»I'm rich. «

»You don't say! «

»Come closer, old pal, « I say sarcastically, »look at what Willy made and send. And I promise there is no bat and no man in it at all and after all. «

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Today is Monday, the 23rd of March 2026.

Find the differences!

Bromford and Buffalo …

 

»Three in a row, bro. «

»You never call me bro, ho! And what do mean, anyway? What three in what row? «

»Don't call me ho, bro! Always bros before hoes, dude! And I was talking about the blockblog-posts. There are three in a row, now. On Thursday, on Friday and today, on Saturday. That is unusual. «

»Stop the drama, llama. It is not unusual. In the nightmares before Christmas there are more posts and more days of bloggering in a row. «

»Excuse me, dear Sir. I just tried to be funny. «

Now the llama is acting kind of insulted and miffed.

»Ahem, gentlemen, « a voice calls from the open glass door leading to the roof terrace, »May I interrupt your joyful and amusing - yet, I must say, somewhat distracting - banter for a few minutes? «

»Woh, it's a buffalo, bro! « I exclaim.

»Sometimes you are really slow, ho, « the llama answers. »Is that your next candidate? «

The buffalo looks kind of grumpy.

And he grumbles, »Please remember, gentlemen, I am here on behalf of your ad in today's newspaper. Is the small brick‑built thing on the roof terrace the goldfish pond you are offering for sale? «

»Oh, my goodness, Bromford! « the llama shouts. »The goldfish! Have you fed the fish, lately? «

»So long, and thanks for all the fish, « I answer. »I haven't fed and seen the fish in years. «

»Do you think they evolved in their muddy waters, « the llama asks, »grew themselves some pairs of wings and flew off into the sky above Bromford, the friendly town by the bay and seaside, dude? «

»Wouldn't that be nice, animal? «

»Gentlemen! « the buffalo is really outraged now. »You obviously do not have a goldfish pond to sell. And I am definitley not interested in buying a bunch of bricks. You are wasting my time, you two. I am out! «

And he heads off across the roof of the apartment building on 666 Whitaker Lane in Bromford, the friendly town by the bay and seaside, towards the staircases.

»Good you are taking the stairs down, Sir! « the llama shouts after the other animal. »The elevator is still broken! «

»Ah, let go the buffalo, « is all I have to add.

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Today is Saturday, the 21st of March 2026.

Bon Printemps, Bon Printemps … / Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 429 & Part 430

 

Today is Friday, the 20th of March 2026.

Master Twenty-Five, the six giraffes approached the owl, we are breaking a rule today.

And this rules is…? the tawny owl asked, inviting the giraffes to continue.

We are having two city-song-quizzes on two following day, the giraffes answered. That is against the rule.

If we go on like this, the fourteen speak-no-evil monkeys added, there will be a city-song-quizz every single day for the rest of the century.

Oh, this is what you are talking about, the tawny owl understood. But there's no need to worry. This is only an exception to the rule. The main purpose of our gathering today is to celebrate springtime. The two songs are only a cherry on the icing. There are so many songs, you know?

Where are the cherries? the caterpillars demanded to know.

And ice-cream? the stunt cats shouted out loud. We want ice-cream, we want ice-cream!

The tawny owl sighed.

🌼 Bon printemps, bon printemps, mes amis, he whispered. 🌼

And he thought about what Robert Frost once said, 'Poetry is what gets lost in translation.'

And nearly unnoticed, twenty bears joined the nineteen hares, the eleven hamsters, the three mice, the twenty-three wild boars, the fifteen pigs, the thirty cows, the twenty-two raccoons, the fourteen foxes, the six giraffes, the twenty-nine tigers, the twenty-three lions, the fifteen face-cats, the seven wolves, the thirty dogs, the twenty-two face-monkeys, the fourteen speak-no-evil-monkeys, the six hear-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty-eight see-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty astro-cats, the twelve hipster-cats, the four dragon cats, the twenty-seven hacker cats, the nineteen stunt cats, the eleven ninja-cats, the three pouting cats, the twenty-six crying cats, the eighteen weary cats, the ten kissing cats, the two cats with wry smiles, the twenty-four smiling cats with heart-eyes, the sixteen cats with tears of joy, the eight grinning cats with smiling eyes, the thirty-one grinning cats, the twenty-three spiders, the fifteen scorpions, the seven ladybugs, the twenty-nine bees, the twenty-one ants, the thirty crickets, the twenty-two mosquitoes, the fourteen caterpillars, the six snails, the twenty-six butterflies, the eighteen bats, the ten more chicks, the two chicks, the twenty-five chicks, the seventeen penguins, the nine little red birds, and the one little tawny owl…

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"Starwood in Bromford"

It's a long way from LA to Denver
It's a long time to hang in the sky
It's a long way home to Starwood in Bromford
A sweet Rocky Mountain paradise
Oh, my sweet Rocky Mountain paradise

SPRINGTIME is rolling round slowly
Grey skies are bringing me down
I can't remember when I've ever been so lonely
I forgot what it's like to be home
Can't remember what it's like to be home

But I think on my lady's sweet memories
I think on my children's sweet smiles
I think on my home in Starwood in Bromford
All my friends and the snow covered hills
Oh, my friends are the snow covered hills

And I tell you I'm happy to be here
To share and consider this time
For I see here the shadows of changes
And a feeling of new friends to find
And I see here some new friends to find

But it's a long way from this place to Denver
It's a long time to hang in the sky
It's a long way home to Starwood in Bromford
A sweet Rocky Mountain paradise
Oh, my sweet Rocky Mountain paradise

"Bromford Town"

Before you go, back to Bromford town
Make sure your woman, she don't turn you down
Green rocky road, promenade and green
Tell me who you love

If when you get there, it's another man
Must find your way, back if you can
Green rocky road, promenade and green
Tell me who you love
Tell me who you love

If when you get there, maybe you will find
When SPRING turns to summer, she may change her mind
Green rocky road, promenade and green
Tell me who you love

Could be he stopped moving, maybe settle down
If things wore doubt for you, in Bromford town
Green rocky road, promenade and green
Tell me who you love

Could be he stopped moving, ramble round and round
If things were different, here in Bromford town
Green rocky road, promenade and green
Tell me who you love
Tell me who you love

Before you go, back to Bromford town
Make sure your woman, she don't turn you down
Green rocky road, promenade and green
Tell me who you love
Tell me who you love
Tell me who you love

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 427 & Part 428

 

Today is Thursday, the 19th of March 2026.

Owl, owl, owl! all chicks shouted very excitedly. The Easter bunnies are too early this year!

And they did not bring any Easter eggs, the spiders hissed disappointedly.

Stop babbling, said Twenty-Five, our little tawny owl, calmly. All of you, kids. And start thinking about what Rainer Maria Rilke once wrote,

'You are not too old
and it is not too late
to dive into your increasing depths
where life calmly gives out
its own secret.'

And laughing out loud, nineteen hares joined the eleven hamsters, the three mice, the twenty-three wild boars, the fifteen pigs, the thirty cows, the twenty-two raccoons, the fourteen foxes, the six giraffes, the twenty-nine tigers, the twenty-three lions, the fifteen face-cats, the seven wolves, the thirty dogs, the twenty-two face-monkeys, the fourteen speak-no-evil-monkeys, the six hear-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty-eight see-no-evil-monkeys, the twenty astro-cats, the twelve hipster-cats, the four dragon cats, the twenty-seven hacker cats, the nineteen stunt cats, the eleven ninja-cats, the three pouting cats, the twenty-six crying cats, the eighteen weary cats, the ten kissing cats, the two cats with wry smiles, the twenty-four smiling cats with heart-eyes, the sixteen cats with tears of joy, the eight grinning cats with smiling eyes, the thirty-one grinning cats, the twenty-three spiders, the fifteen scorpions, the seven ladybugs, the twenty-nine bees, the twenty-one ants, the thirty crickets, the twenty-two mosquitoes, the fourteen caterpillars, the six snails, the twenty-six butterflies, the eighteen bats, the ten more chicks, the two chicks, the twenty-five chicks, the seventeen penguins, the nine little red birds, and the one little tawny owl…

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"Bromford Castle"

Cursed to kill what I love most
I love it so much that I choke it
No matter where my lover goes
I hunt them down and they don't know it

My love can't go free until I'm gone
Until I'm gone
My love still wants me, but I'm too far gone
I'm too far gone

Good intentions paved this hellish road
And bad investments and bad faith actors left me
In this oppressive cold with nowhere else to go
I told myself I'd never tell a soul
Now I told you
Knowing full well I'm marked for death because a debt is owed

Eye for eye and all that
Tall task not making contact
So you find salvation at the bottom of a shot glass
Peer out the window and see a light that you cannot have
They smile at you from outside, hope springs up then it falls back

Love is a luxury meant for others in my company
It's a book I know the ending to
And I'd change it if it were up to me
This ain't a yarn spun about monsters with sharp claws and sharper teeth
It's a cautionary tale about a lost cause with a heart that beats
It's about the impulse to destroy because you never learned to build
It's fate drowning you as a child but you fight the current still
It's a fool who never stops climbing up this ever-growing hill
That leads to nowhere
No one ever knew you, and no one knows you still

My love can't go free until I'm gone
Until I'm gone
My love still wants me, but I'm too far gone
I'm too far gone

My love still loves me, but I'm too far gone
I'm too far gone
My love still loves me, but I'm too far gone
I'm too far gone, I'm too far gone

"I Remember Bromford"

I remember redwood trees, bumper cars and wolverines
The ocean's Trident submarines
Lemons, limes and tangerines
I remember this

I remember traffic jams
Motor boys and girls with tans
Nearly was and almost rans
I remember this

History is made
History is made to seem unfair

I recall that you were there
Golden smile and shining hair
I recall it wasn't fair
Recollect it wasn't fair
Remembering it wasn't fair outside

Low ebb, high tide
The lowest ebb and highest tide
A symbol wave I must confide
I guess we took us for a ride
I guess it's just a gesture

I remember this defense
Progress fails pacific sense
All those sweet conspiracies
I remember all these things

I remember traffic jams
Motor boys and girls with tans
Nearly was and almost rans
I remember this, this

Low ebb, high tide
The lowest ebb and highest tide
I guess we took us for a ride
I guess its just a gesture.

At the end of the continent
At the edge of the continent