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February 13, 2005

Calling Elvis!

Bloody arse.

How is it that when you want to Call Elvis you can't? Once upon a time there was a time when I would either call him or blog or both. Now, calling him isn't really an option mainly because there's nobody to be in the booth with anymore. And bloggin' isn't really an option because although it would entertain most of you as to what I want to say, it would fuck off people... not that that's stopped me before I suppose!

There’s too many men
Too many people
Making too many problems
And not much love to go round
Can’t you see
This is a land of confusion.

Ah lyrics. Wikky :-) And to think only the people in the pub have any idea of what I'm rambling about!

Posted by Ed at February 13, 2005 12:07 AM | Depressed |