The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #106842   Message #2312009
Posted By: Mr Happy
10-Apr-08 - 09:38 AM
Thread Name: Mangled Lyrics Spelchecked!
Subject: RE: Mangled Lyrics Spelchecked!
WINE ONE HUNDRED. McLean bear.

Notch of the hole of noses and "hole of noses, e '.
It is cooled the 4 the cinereous colour.
Wag blazed your plates of drawer.
To seem on it are of below of the summer.
With the eyes, they know Obscurity to my soul.
Shade to that hillocks.
Vacant and narcissus immediate.
Heat and winter in addition to the colours.
Accepted to Honk on the floor from the hemp.

I understand order now to say-visors to kiss?
As for gloom shops the "Brassware" is there to support them.
While it tried to place these to it, it as not to understand.
Perhaps they understand now.

Notch of the hole of noses and "hole of noses, e '.
Phlegm our brilliant fire of flowerings.
Takes to the one Jeer way the "our fog clouds of the light it day it Infers '.
Its blue China represents Wine in compliance with of the one hundred.
It colours the finished colour.
Sections of the morning of the Bern-rock of the wheat.
The extreme people are adapted pain.
One meets narrowly by hand that she inclines of the artist.

Because it is not to be in the measure of the possible one to the content not.
But your inclination was still there ' n real.
And as completes each possible hope, was not left.
Exaggerated this hole of night noses and "hole of noses, e '.
They its, are, which life are it convincement that varmints frequent.
But I, is voices, which will the morning of the one hundred Wines.
Said it in the measure of the possible one.
Peace that never faced for as prettier as.

Notch of the hole of noses and "hole of noses, e '.
Pictures remain to the admitted sectors empty.
Frameless calculation to the unknown walls forgotten.
Voices attention expatriated I that that had found the eyes.
Been able to form to the peace.
They are the people packaging that they are sacking to clothes.
They by no means accept - the spines bloody that increased.
Tower and the cut of syndromes, to empty the snow.

I now believe I to the small asked for piece to say them it kiss?
As voices for logic lamented "the o your Tits ' it supported.
Data that tried to place these so far to it, not to set, to understand.
Perhaps never.