News of the World
Excuse me Mr Story
I appear to be lost
Can you point in the direction of the News of the World
Yeah mate
Its in the business district of tapping
What you wanna do is
Take Brooks down
Till you get to Murdock
Then go right to Public
You cant miss it
It' the house built of glass
Just be aware of it's devilish reflection
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2011
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