First flight (haiku)

by Michael   May 30, 2018


moments of nature
House Martins maiden voyage
then back home to roost

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  • 5 years ago

    by Michael

    Haha! Brilliant Mr D, your affection for music, I do admire. Apology accepted ;)

  • 5 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    Sorry, in advance...

    • 5 years ago

      by Mr. Darcy

      The Housemartins
      It's happy hour again
      I think I might be happy if I wasn't out with them
      And they're happy it's a lovely place to be
      Happy that the fire is real the barman is a she
      Where the haircuts smile
      And the meaning of style
      Is a night out with the boss
      Where you win or you lose
      And its them who choose
      And if you don't win then you've lost
      What a good place to be
      Don't believe it
      'Cause they speak a different language
      And it's never really happened to me
      Don't believe it, oh no
      'Cause it's never been happy for me (oh)
      It's another night out with the boss
      Following in footsteps overgrown with moss
      And he tells me that women grow on trees
      And if you catch them right they will land upon their knees
      Where they open all their wallets
      And they close all their minds
      And they love to buy you all a drink
      And then we ask all the questions
      And you take all your clothes off
      And go back to the kitchen sink
      What a good place to be
      Don't believe her
      'Cause they speak a different language
      And it's never really happened to me
      Don't believe her, oh no
      'Cause it's never been happy for me
      What a good place to be
      Don't believe her
      'Cause they speak a different language
      And it's never really happened to me
      Don't believe her, oh no
      'Cause it's never been happy for me (it's happy hour again)
      Don't believe her, don't believe her (it's happy hour again)
      Don't believe her(it's happy hour again)
      And again, and again
      It's happy hour again, and again, and again
      It's happy hour again, and again, and again
      It's happy hour again
      Songwriters: Ian Peter Cullimore / Paul Heaton
      Happy Hour lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

  • 5 years ago

    by Em (marmite)

    The saying 'there's no place like home' is certainly true

    • 5 years ago

      by Michael

      There isn't indeed Em. Thank you :)x

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