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Punk Britannia

Punk Britannia, Britannia rules the waves, England never never never will be slaves To the master of the medioicre and mundane Who rehashes the same ideas again and again... Oh, wait. I think it's too late. The carcass of an exciting, original culture Is pulled apart by the Syco vulture, Eager for a further empire expansion, Perhaps a new wing for the country mansion... Who cares what it sounds like? As long as they buy it; It's catchy, infectious and they can't deny it. Innovation is over-rated anyway - It doesn't get you Radio One airplay.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/15/2012 4:37:00 PM
Interesting work...The name Morgan has special meaning for me..Sara
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