Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix, ....ON Your Banjo.

Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix, .....On Your Banjo.


Do U WANT this Guy in your HOUSE< give him some clothes. WILL your Neighbours, people who ARE your Neighbours, get along and SHARE your Song or respect or PUT Money where your Mouth IS! Like BIZ!!! DO your Neighbours gotta KNOW, some IMPOSITION, some Gig that might well BLOW, U ASK, U ASK!!!...a requisition, a Social Succubus!!! Immigrant Arrives!!!

Your Neighbour rustles Bacon ^ Eggs, your BUD invites to the RUGBY CLUB, your Neighbour, your Neighbour does the BEST they can.....on ENGLANDS Green and Pleasant Land! Arrivederci Cricket...my DICK...the ROYALS....who cares...can we share the ROYAL SPOILS....a Statue, a painting...a Knighthood..... Cerebal Vagina!!! Queen WHASSIT got SOME EXTRA BUCKS!!!!

OK LEFTY! PASS!
Grab the BALL< Cousins!
Starling, RUN FORWARD!
Tackle, DAVE!
DEREK! Leon YAWA@
RUGBY!
Take the LINE OUT
and lead us to School, Rugby, Victory.....
And ALL the DEVILS fermenting in my Soul
should make a Country Boy feel whole...

DRINK TILL dawn,
SMOKE incessantly
FUCK the One U With!
or MINE for the BLUE STONE
in your Mind,
play Guitar,
meet Weekend Students
outta Manchester
or Sheffield,
in EDALE,  Yorks
or Derbyshire
the KIDS
we sang along...

LONG TIME since 1960. Somebody, long since
STOLE my Guitar and Clothes...It-s OK...
I STILL can FAKE IT, some days
on your Mandolin.

All HAIL the PLIGHT of Coal Miners, Cotton Pickers, the Boys who sail upon the Sea,
and FARMERS......in ANGLO SAXON times....



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