Winter Paroles

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The mad kid walked left-side south-side towards me
He was about seven
His mother was a cleaning lady
She had a large black dog
And the mad kid said
"Gimme the lead
Gimme the lead
Gimme the lead"
I'd just walked past the alcoholics' dry-out house
The lawn was littered with cans of Barbican
There was a feminist's Austin Maxi parked outside
With anti-nicotine anti-nuclear stickers on the side
On the inside and they didn't even smoke
Anyway two weeks before the mad kid had said to me
"I'll take both of you on,
I'll take both of you on" Anyway then he seemed the young one
But now he looked like the victim of a pogrom

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Street signs you never saw
All entrances delivered
Courtesy winter

Entrances uncovered
Street signs you never saw
All entrances delivered
Courtesy winter