I've got a good position here. my boss is proud of me. He said so in a letter that he wrote the other week. My parents too are happy. which is nice. For without their encouragement I never would have tried.
Move along, move along, move along. Said the man with the uniform on. Get away, get away, get away. Said the goldfish to the whale. . Oh what have I done now.
Good morning Mary Ann. And how are you upon this bright. And sunny morning. I hear your brother Ted. Got caught for speeding. But was let off with a warning.
In a little while from now. If I'm not feeling any less sour. I promise myself to treat myself. And visit a nearby tower. And climbing to the top will throw myself off.
Words and music by raymond o'sullivan. . In a little while from now. If I'm not feeling any less sour. I promise myself to treat myself. And visit a nearby tower.
There is too much attention. Paid to people who believe. That the world we live in. Really isn't round. Yes there's too much attention. Paid to people just like me.
I still believe in Sunday as being a day of rest. And maybe it's because I'm an Irishman. That I like Dublin best. Still whose who are you to tell me I'm alright Fred.
Oh no said I don't dare defy. my word. Don't you impede my heart. Make my sight blurred. unless of course you feel. That confrontations are funny. Or sad with occasional sunny.