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Group Transport Hall

Grey balloons
Set towards the sun
Fighting words
Underneath your tongue
 
Soon we will be laughing
Out there on the landing
Now it's too bright
(Now it's too bright)
Dancing through the ash
(Dancing through the ash)
You made other plans
(You made other plans)
 
Suicide
To pick up on the few
In the dark
There's a narrow flame
 
Soon we will be laughing
Out there on the landing
Now it's too bright
(Now it's too bright)
Dancing through the ash
(Dancing through the ash)
You made other plans
(You made other plans)
 

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Tango in priviri

Cand tu ma strigai, eu auzeam
Cand tu ma priveai, eu te simteam
Ne intelegeam din priviri
Ne intelegeam din priviri
 
Acum, eu te strig, tu te faci ca n-auzi
Acum te privesc, dar ochii sunt muti
Nu mai vorbim in priviri
Nu mai vorbim in priviri
 
Priveste-ma-n ochi, ei spun
Ce eu n-am putut sa spun
Lacrimi aduc furtuni ce ne prind goi
 
M-ai pus pe foc s-acum
Prinsi intr-un dans nebun
Noi cine suntem, doar scrum
Si ardem sublim
Tango in priviri
 
Ochii care nu se vad se uita
La tine cum taci
Cand subtil te dezbraci
De tine, in fata mea
 
Ochii care nu se vad se uita
La tine cum taci
Cand subtil te dezbraci
De tine, in fata mea
 
Cu ochii-n pamant privim inapoi
La tot ce-am avut, tot ce ne leaga pe noi
Sunt doar amintiri de cand vorbeam din priviri
 
Acum dansul e mut, facem pasi inapoi
Ne-am sifonat, purtam defecte si goi
Sunt doar amintiri, de cand vorbeam in priviri
 
M-ai pus pe foc s-acum
Prinsi intr-un dans nebun
Noi cine suntem, doar scrum
Si ardem sublim
Tango in priviri
 
Ochii care nu se vad se uita
La tine cum taci
Cand subtil te dezbraci
De tine, in fata mea
 
Ochii care nu se vad se uita
La tine cum taci
Cand subtil te dezbraci
De tine, in fata mea
 
Tango in priviri
 

fourteen dollars and thirtytwo cents

hair in the soup.
blinkers don't work.
the usual insomnia.
 
pissed-off at traffic.
dead flowers.
dental appointment.
 
no auto insurance.
torn shorts.
roach in the radio.
 
sober neighbors.
lost space ship.
boil on the neck.
 
dead cat on the boulevard.
de Sade grinning in the dark.
more trouble in the government.
 
supermarket line:
standing in the torn shorts
with a boil on my neck.
getting an erection
from looking at the girl cashier.
“how you doing?” she asks.
“I need my teeth drilled,” I tell
her.
she doesn't answer.
she works the register
bags my groceries.
 
I pay her.
“have a nice day,” she tells
me.
 
I walk out
my erection goes down.
there's trouble in the government
 
I didn't run over the cat.
 
all those people in the market will eat
tonight.
I will but I won't sleep.
 
I go to my car.
the blinkers don't work
but it's only two p.m.
 
I'll use hand
signals.
 
does that girl cashier ever think of
sex?
 
hair in the soup.
dead flowers.
roach in the radio.
lost space ship.
no auto insurance.
I drive off as
de Sade grins in the
dark.
 

1000 Nights

[Chorus: Ed Sheeran]
Oh, I been on for a thousand nights
New York to London, different city every day, yeah
Playin' on, playin' on, puttin' on 50 thousand lights
Oh, I've been gone so long, gettin' up and gettin' faded
So I'm on, keepin' on, stayin' up for a thousand nights
 
[Verse 1: Meek Mill]
This the type of shit we used to dream of (Yeah, yeah)
Bad bitch look like Mona Lisa (Mona Lisa)
Flippin' off a yacht in Ibiza (Splash, water)
Clear port, hasta la vista
Do it all again when we touchdown, everything bust down
Teacher said I would lose, I be like, 'What now?'
I started makin' moves, they showin' me love now
Look like a light bulb 'cause, bitch, I'm the plug now
And now you know we poppin', we bubble like soda pop
And I see it, I like it, I wake up, pull up, and go and cop it
The millions get wired, them Benny hunnids still go in pocket
I party with Ed Sheeran, my homies still hold the rocket
'Cause I'm so hood, it don't make no sense
Still remember the times I couldn't pay my rent
Now, I walk in a stadium, tell 'em, 'Play my shit'
And they gon' sing like this
 
[Chorus: Ed Sheeran]
Oh, I been on for a thousand nights
New York to London, different city every day, yeah
Playin' on, playin' on, puttin' on 50 thousand lights
Oh, I've been gone so long, gettin' up and gettin' faded
So I'm on, keepin' on, stayin' up for a thousand nights
 
[Verse 2: Ed Sheeran]
Last night, I played a show at a stadium in Atlanta
Husband and wives, daddies and daughters with the cameras
I never thought it would get this big, but what does it matter?
Everything is already part of a plan
I remember, damn, me and my man inside of this Sprinter van
200 a night, end of 2010
Stayin' up in every city's Holiday Inn
If it wasn't there, then I was at the couch of a friend's
Weatherspoon's was an easy option to get a cheaper lunch and
£2 pint, the waitress maybe leave her number
On to the next town, but now it's to the next continent (Woo)
And I don't think it's gonna be stoppin' anytime soon
Birds eye view, pay my dues for a two-mile queue
Don't need to read reviews if you can't do the things I do
Oh, let me invite you to my world
 
[Chorus: Ed Sheeran]
Oh, I been on for a thousand nights
New York to London, different city every day, yeah
Playin' on, playin' on, puttin' on 50 thousand lights
Oh, I've been gone so long, gettin' up and gettin' faded (Gettin' faded)
So I'm on, keepin' on, stayin' up for a thousand nights
 
[Verse 3: A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Mmm, I'm so faded, yeah
I don't even know how much I made last year
I'm so used to bein' on some player shit
Cheated on my girlfriend with a fiendish bitch
Hoodie on pull up, just like the Reaper, yeah
I do this on the regular, make you seem off, yeah
St. Laurent, Gucci sweater, the red and green marklet
Me and Meek and Ed Sheeran just like the Beatles, yeah
From her head to her toe, she know she be fría, yeah
Everyday, I be seein' her and Selena, yeah
She wanna come closer, but I don't see us there
I'm not a regular person, I be low-key all year
From New York out to London
Sshe was, she was with me all the time
And I've been on the road, so I know she couldn't call my line
And I see she got her ass and titties done for a thousand likes
 
[Chorus: Ed Sheeran]
Oh, I been on for a thousand nights
New York to London, different city every day, yeah
Playin' on, playin' on, puttin' on 50 thousand lights
Oh, I've been gone so long, gettin' up and gettin' faded
So I'm on, keepin' on, stayin' up for a thousand nights
 

Trump Goes Hard

[Reporter 1 and Trump]
— Thank you for sitting down with me. Were you ever bullied?
No, I wasn't
— Has it happened that somebody has, has done something to you? To wound you?
I try and unwound myself
— I feel like your trying to get out of bounds.
 
I go hard,
I go hard, hard.
If I were soft, I would not have gotten this far
I go hard,
I go hard,
I go hard.
— I'm familiar
Yes, you are
 
I say 'Sit down everybody' and they don't sit down
They refuse to sit down
They don't sit down
'Sit down everybody'
And they don't sit down
They refuse to sit down
They don't sit down
Sit down, sit down,
Sit down, sit down,
Sit down, down
They refuse to sit down,
They don't sit down
 
If I don't go all the way
If I don't win
It'll be a mistake
A complete waste of energy
And money, and money,
And money, and money,
And money, money, money.
I don't look back
And say I wish I didn't do this or that
I'm not stupid it's a fact
I never had a drink
The thing that gets me in trouble
Is the retweet
More killer than the tweet
I repeat
I respond
To what they did to me
I'mma fight back
It's not a one-way street
 
I go hard,
I go hard, hard.
If I were soft, I would not have gotten this far
I go hard,
I go hard,
I go hard.
— I'm familiar
Yes, you are
 
[Reporter 2 and Trump]
— Mr. Trump, some have suggested that you refuse to release your tax returns because of your extreme privacy concerning your hobbies.
Yes
— So can you confirm or deny this list of personal pastimes?
Yeah, I guess...
— Fingerboarding?
I go hard
— Minecraft?
I go hard
— Podiatry?
I go hard
— Hacky sack?
I go hard
— Balloon animals?
I go hard
— Breeding cats?
I go hard
— CrossFit...?
Waste of time
— Coloring?
I go hard
— Doin Zumba?
I go hard
— Water polo?
I go hard
— Playing tuba?
Tooooooom
— Spray tans?
I go hard
— Driving Ubers?
I go hard
— PUTTING TOGETHER A BED FRAME FROM IKEAAAAAAH
Waste of time
— While you're sequencing the entire human GENOOOOOOME?
Waste of time, Waste of time, Waste of time
— Cytosine?
Waste of time
— Guanine?
Waste of time
— Adenine?
Waste of time
— Thymine?
Waste of time
— All the -MIIIIIINES?
Waste of time
 
[Schmoyoho editors]
It's gonna be a throw down in November,
Whoever sings the best will be the winner, the winner
Remember that you can hear the autotrack here
To vote for president just bang your head against your desk
Or argue with your friend or a stranger in the comment of a YouTube video
Now have a great day and a great life!
(???) No strife, Barney Fife, steak knife, wife, rife, Schemeengomife.