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You've lost your senses

I'm boiling eggs IN
The kettle
Cos I've lost my senses
I'm washing clothes
In the bath tub
Cos I've lost my senses
I'm having showers
With my clothes on
Cos I've lost my senses
When is this parade
Going to end
Never is the answer
When you get lost
Think
FEEL, FELT, FOUND
And through one experience
You'll know better for
The next one
It's like
To marry theory and practise theory=successful or not BUT
To marry theory and marry practise,=successfully
I get it
When I write down a song it's like I'm marrying the theory, but then I go to practise theory , and the song is wonky
But if I marry theory and marry practise
Well Ive married the song so put it in practise, successfully
Oh all this information
Rushes through my vains
And today is a good day
The bad man got arrested
And I get to live freely again
So good bless to all!
Bye for now
Written by Angeliki (Angela Psyhopoulos)
Published
Author's Note
Never knew that if you marry practise everything sounds as it should!
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