Darling it's downs...

Ehila... che cazzo succede?
The mysteries of the blogworlde surround and confound.
Your account becomes my account becomes Count Blackula.
My password is your pass out and his parsimony and i've never managed to dig Gram Parsons
Her log-in becomes our love-in
Dashy the dashboard dashes dashingly in beige.
The ghost has left the machine, but not in my machine.
Why did he go? Such treats are a blessing to us all.. beati noi!
phantasms and spirits level accusations...
On the 8th of August 2001 where were you?
Boh. Cannae be sure, but I can bet I wasn't in the right place, Matt
Bilbo Baggins and Adam Shockley.
How the valleys of these minds bloom with fertility
As if ONE million sheep were reading L'Espresso, smoking and depositing
A restless sole is a migratory fish!
Just ONE more jaunt, ONE more look over the fence
ONE last view of the fairground, ONE more silver door sliding shut
Dearest, It must be justifiable... I feel it in my bones.
Have you trod lioneleum to pastures verboten?
Just immagine if WE could buy that shinier car/110 Disc Box Set Collected works of that short bloke from Marmalady/ Ride the bus to a happier place, admiring the multicoloured Jesus Stickers, Wondering if that goat paid concession prices. And who invited the Thompson Twins?
The world's most outrageous claim.
He waltzed it (with 14 different partners), before you-know-who luged it.
Mighty view from down there I Imogen.
Here's the henge of giving,
where the girl from the oppressed oppressors fell.
Don't forget to get your highlighters out.
LIME green/ bad Mexican restaurant orange/ Nasty nasty pink/ Was-the-sky-ever-so-blue Blue.
As once you fall, you become immeasurably more valuable,
than just another 60 kgs of hopes, desires and melancholy.
Let's remind the world. Someone special to someone over where the sun cannot set.
Without express permission from the authorities.
I once did wonder, 20,000 leagues under the sea...
If they were Italian, have far down would the corruption sink?
The hand at the tiller that shrunk from human touch.
Decisions being taken and made over.
Crops auto-rotating and game boys playing themselves.
Let's forgoe the the rock star puritanism
Chuck in the smiling trousers of trouble.
Cast aside the cheap seats.
Don't need them anymore!
Race you down to the Hungry Bison
the cricket is over and the robust grasshopper is tuning up...
Phew, that's a load of(f).