Two-thousand-eighteen Shades Of Bromford - Part 44

Today is Thursday, the 7th of February 2019.

They seem to like their songs about cities. Name the band... Name the band... Name the band...

"Bromford"

I guess I think I feel alright

You come circling through the light

The skyline, baby, is bright tonight

That more perfect rendezvous

The sundown paints the shadows through

The daylight, Amy, on what we do

It looks like darkness to me, oh

Drifting down into Bromford

Bromford

Can I say

I wish that this weather would never leave

It just gets hard to believe

That god sent this angel to watch over me

Cause my angel

She don't receive my calls

Says I'm too dumb to fuck

Too dumb to fight

Too dumb to save

Well maybe I don't need no angel at all

It looks like darkness to me, oh

Drifting down into Bromford

She could pull the sunlight through me

Coming down into Bromford

Make a circle in the sand

Make a halo with your hands

I'll make a place for you to land

The bus is running

It's time to leave

The summer is gone and so are we

So come on baby

Let's go shut it down in New Orleans

Come on baby

Let's go shut it down in New Orleans

Oh yeah

Come on baby

Come on baby

Let's go shut it down in New Orleans

Come on, come on, come on

Come on, come on, come on

Let's go shut it down in New Orleans

Oh yeah, come on baby

Come on baby

Let's go shut it down

Four Dead in the Heart of It All …

Today is Wednesday, the 6th of February 2019.

Kylie is calling from Ohio. Llama is singing a song,

Tin soldiers and Nixon's comin'

We're finally on our own

This summer I hear the drummin'

Four dead in Ohio

Gotta get down to it

Soldiers are gunning us down

Should have been done long ago

What if you knew her and

Found her dead on the ground?

How can you run when you know?

Na na-na-na, na-na na-na

Na na-na-na, na-na na

Na na-na-na, na-na na-na

Na na-na-na, na-na na

Gotta get down to it

Soldiers are cutting us down

Should have been done long ago

What if you knew her and

Found her dead on the ground?

How can you run when you know?

Tin soldiers and Nixon's comin'

We're finally on our own

This summer I hear the drummin'

Four dead in Ohio

Four dead in Ohio (Four dead)

Four dead in Ohio (Four)

Four dead in Ohio (How many?)

Four dead in Ohio (How many more?)

Four dead in Ohio (Why?)

Four dead in Ohio (Oh!)

Four dead in Ohio (Four)

Four dead in Ohio (Why?)

Four dead in Ohio (Why?)

That Canadian Neil Young seams to be no fan of that President of old, Richard Nixon, Kylie says. I bet he's no fan of the new one either, the llama replies. Don't say his name, Kylie says, let's keep on calling him he-who-must-not-be-named. Do not offend the Dark Lord, Voldemort, the llama shouts out. Hang on Sloopy, Kylie says. After a while, crocodile, the llama replies. What about a trip to Springfield, Ohio, Kylie asks. Every state need a Springfield, the llama says. Let's go. And off they went …

Mountain States are dancing Charleston…

Today is Friday, the 1st of February 2019.

Kylie is calling from West Virginia. No wondering about North, South and East Virginia today. And no-one is afraid of Virigina Woolf. Or maybe someone is afraid… The ICE AGE has taken over the United States of America. Queen Elsa has FROZEN the land. And he who should not be named thinks it is a good time for a new COLD WAR. Bring the orange man more nuclear weapons. MORE NUKES FOR DUKES. Easy, easy, the llama says. No hard and bitter thoughts about Mr. President or he will trow us out of the country. WINTER IS HERE. And the night is full of trump cards and bear and tiger hunting morons. What have we done to deserve this? 2019 is going to be a good year. Madness, utter madness has taken control…