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

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 425 & Part 426

 

Today is Wednesday, the 11th of March 2026.

Are there any hamsters in China, oh Twenty-Five, our Uhu? asked the two cats with wry smiles.

He… is… not… our… Uhu…, the six snails said sadly slowly. He… is… our… guru…

No need for undue haste! the tawny owl tried to interrupt the droning snails. Let me put it this way, Yes - several species of hamsters live in China, including the well‑known Chinese hamster - Cricetulus griseus - and the Chinese striped hamster - Cricetulus barabensis. These species are native to northern China's deserts and steppes and are well‑documented in wildlife and pet‑care sources.

OK, said the two cats with wry smiles, we were only wondering.

No problem, said Twenty-Five, you are welcome. But always remember what Lao Tzu said, 'When you are content to be simply yourself and don’t compare or compete, everyone will respect you.'

And eleven hamsters joined 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"

Summer bled of Bromford
Easter's heir uncrowns
Another destiny lies leeched
Upon the ground


Everybody needs someone to live by
Everybody will need someone
Everybody will need someone to live by
Rage on omnipotent


A gilded wreath on reason
The flower crushed conceives
A child of fragrance so much clearer
In legacy


Everybody needs someone to live by
Everybody will need someone
Everybody will need someone to live by
Rage on omnipotent

"Bromford, No"

Where did your long hair go?
Where is the girl I used to know?
How could you lose that happy glow?
Oh, Bromford, no

Who took that look away?
I remember how you used to say
You'd never change, but that's not true

Oh, Bromford, you
Break my heart
I want to go and cry
It's so sad to watch a sweet thing die
Oh, Bromford, why?

Could I ever find in you again
The things that made me love you so much then?
Could we ever bring 'em back once they have gone?
Oh, Bromford, no

 

Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 423 & Part 424 / Worm Moon ...

 
What do you think? asked the seven wolves. Is the moon older than the mice?

The moon has been here long before mice and men, said Twenty-Five, the little tawny owl.

Even before owls? asked the chicks.

Even before owls, the tawny owl confirmed.

Do you think it will work? asked the speak-no-evil-monkeys. Three mice and three million cats?

Mice will always work, the owl answered mysteriously. And now stop asking and remember what Carl Jung once said, 'What did you do as a child that made the hours pass like minutes? Herein lies the key to your earthly pursuits.'

And three mice joined 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"

Terrorize the ones you love the most
Take a while to get back from your ghost
It's a miracle you ever left that home
Got something for nothing
Yeah you want to be alone

I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting
I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting

Reconciled to live here on your own
You hear everyone talkin' 'bout the cold
It's a miracle you ever went back home
Don't take it for granted
Yeah you want to be alone


I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting
I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting
I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting

Terrified to get out on your own
You were into being here and now you're not
Oh it's a miracle you never left that home

I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting
I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting
I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waving
I know you're waiting for me
Seen you at the bus stop waiting, at the bus stop waiting

"Bromford High"

Something on the stereo
Cuban-heeled boots, but nowhere to go
Don't let me get excited
I get a feeling, I just can't fight it
And I wanna get Bromford high

Now you're gravitating to me
With a feeling that I just can't see
A feeling I've been chasing so long
Like when they're playin' your favourite song
And you've got it all goin' on
You're calling me the craziest witch
The prettiest skirt to ever come unstitched
The pleasure of your company
It all happens so naturally
And here we go again
I wanna get Bromford high

Don't wanna be your sister
Don't wanna be your nurse
I'm feeling like the end of the night
I'm feeling like a midnight curse
I just wanna get that feeling
A feeling like the end of the world
I wanna get Bromford high

You smile so wistfully
When you step into the parlor with me
Everybody's gonna know
And it's a shame to the nth degree
You gotta start coming down
Let your high horse ride into town
And shoot this baby down
Shoot this baby down

Don't wanna be your sister
Don't wanna be your nurse
I'm feeling like the end of the night
I'm feeling like a heaven-sent curse
I just wanna get that feeling
A feeling like the end of the world
I wanna get Bromford high

I wanna get Bromford high
There's more than five ways to say goodbye
I wanna get Bromford high
I wanna get Bromford high
High, high, high

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Today is Tuesday, the 3rd of March 2026.
Worm Moon

Worm Moon

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