Thief in my bed

 There's a thief in my bed what am I going to do

He's been sleeping with my wife

Like the animals at the zoo

He's as hungry as a lion

As sly as a snake

And he's lying in my bed

I think he's on the make

I wish he would make it

Because he never tidies up

And I am forever finding things missing

Like my coffe cup

I think he stole my credit cards

They were on the bedside table 

And he's been using them to buy things

For himself whenever he's able

With you

 I've dined with kings

And diced with death

That Martyrdom brings

I've sliced the breath of the holy spirit

And cut off the wings

Of the one with forked tongue

I've discovered poles and mountains high

I think I've the strength left

To reach the otherside

But before I passover 

That lonely stile

Come give me a kiss

For the extra mile

I'd walk it to you

If you ring true

Like a glass that sings

Like a queen bee's hymns

As she cleans her hive

I've only wished to be alive

But with or without you is the issue

It is the great question of our lives

Mistakes in English - easily confused phrases that may have consequences if wrong number 1

Teacher: Hi, how are you today?

Student said: I've just got back from a kidnap  

Teacher: Oh dear, perhaps we shouldn't have this lesson

Student meant: I have just got up after a nap

Bangkok

 

• The long name:
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• Krung Thep Mahanakhon Amon Rattanakosin Mahinthara Ayuthaya Mahadilok Phop Noppharat Ratchathani Burirom Udomratchaniwet Mahasathan Amon Piman Awatan Sathit Sakkathattiya Witsanukam Prasit.

Eerie Eyrie

 

I'd kill for it

Would you?

I'd kill to live in a country

So dog-darn blue

And true in the sense of arrows flying

Feathered from an Eagle's wing

These are the kinds of things

I'd die for

It's good that's what war brings

 

Out of the eagle's nest I fly

A Kyrie eyrie Elson

Down from the bat's belfry

I fly

Battersea, Battersea tower

Onto the straits of a rolling sea

A Kyrie, eerie Elson

Out to the gates of eternity

A beery, weary Nelson

 

I'd die Eddie,

Eddy I'd

I'd ride my motorcycle right off the cliff

If you say jump, I say Miss?

Hit it once,

Hit it twice

Hit it thrice

I'd die for this

And I'd kill for your kiss

 

Press send

 Can you hold her

While the bridges hold

And the golden sunlight

Falls in folds

Can you take her in your

arms and told

Like the story of your 

Beginning un

Fold

She is our

Beginning

She is your end

She is all the Winning

And all the peaceful fens

She is the grass in the meadow

And

She is your friend

The last one you will

Ever touch

Or

Hold 

Close

To

the

Things and stuff

 I'm not saying it was easy

I'm not saying it was hard

But the time for being cheesy

It is get out of jail barred

It is drawn down in apocalypse

And a calypso of lies

All lining up to do the Rumba

With the troops on the other side

Come on pull the moon in closer

With your piece of string

I need your roller coaster

I need your tide of Spring

I need the tiny ghost of

What you wished to bring

To the table at the supper

Of the last supreme King

The God's of yester year have broken out

Of jail

And Imbolc and of Hester

They've bloomed like a power pale

They've been fracked into existence

And shaken out of earth

And it's to our resistence

To not knowing what our money's worth

You can't count gold in pennies

You can't count deaths by births

You know there are so many

And sometimes love it hurts

But breakdown all your spaceships

And bring it all back home

For I'm tired of all these races

Like a dog chases after a bone

Too many a question faces about

And looks the answer in the eyes

I shouts come on I'm in a boat

And it floats on a sea of lies

You must know me by now

I say, I'm walking in paradise

But we never could see

The forest for the trees

Nor the true colours for the dyes