Feb. 26th, 2002

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Spring is here, a-suh-puh-ring is here.
Life is skittles and life is beer.
I think the loveliest time of the year is the spring.
I do, don't you? 'Course you do.
But there's one thing that makes spring complete for me,
And makes ev'ry Sunday a treat for me.

All the world seems in tune
On a spring afternoon,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
Ev'ry Sunday you'll see
My sweetheart and me,
As we poison the pigeons in the park.

When they see us coming, the birdies all try an' hide,
But they still go for peanuts when coated with cyanide.
The sun's shining bright,
Ev'rything seems all right,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.

Lalaalaalalaladoodiedieedoodoodoo

We've gained notoriety,
And caused much anxiety
In the Audubon Society
With our games.
They call it impiety,
And lack of propriety,
And quite a variety
Of unpleasant names.
But it's not against any religion
To want to dispose of a pigeon.

So if Sunday you're free,
Why don't you come with me,
And we'll poison the pigeons in the park.
And maybe we'll do
In a squirrel or two,
While we're poisoning pigeons in the park.

We'll murder them all amid laughter and merriment.
Except for the few we take home to experiment.
My pulse will be quickenin'
With each drop of strychnine
We feed to a pigeon.
It just takes a smidgin!
To poison a pigeon in the park.
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I had no doubt I'd be anyone else... )
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Love's kiss is a fragment in my mind
The blessing of a warmth of a memory
Did you know what it meant to me?
Did you know who I wanted you to be?
Words I couldn't express
I tried to with that kiss
But I don't know if you heard me.
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Hope is the drug of this generation.
Sometimes you don't even need to understand the words,
just know that they've been said.
Dreams can be a step closer.
Hearts a degree warmer.
Eyes can smile, thoughts can sing.
One more happy memory.
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I don't need any drugs
I don't need any alcohol, sugar or money
Life tastes so sweet that a single sip could paralyse
Moments lived like this make the rest of living worthwhile
They make the world
They shape my mind
Nothing else compares
Nothing else is the same
My eyes are open
This is what I live for
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I'm super, how are you?

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