IT’S A BORING STORY THAT DRONES ON:

Gillie on a quad bike,
You think you know your way,
But if it got dark,
And the mist came down,
You’d be gone,
Done,
Ego busted,

It’s an old jazz place,
No one goes near it any more,
It’s got Purple bricks,
And Pink sugar walking sticks,
Made into nothing,
Just a plastic logo,

I told you it was a boring story

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