COVID AND THE VACCINE - TRUTH, LIES, AND MISCONCEPTIONS REVEALED, page-109853

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    It's in a Cult .................. Cultists just can't think for themselves, that's why they parrot the words of other people.

    None of its verbiage is original ....................... it's all plagiarised and then tarted up to appear original.

    The only person to stretch "Reality" further than old mate Red, is the legendary Bob Hudson.




    THE NEWCASTLE SONG

    Bob Hudson


    Chorus:
    Dont' you ever let a chance go by,
    O Lord,
    Don't you ever let a chance go by.
    Yes, up in Newcastle they have very strange mating habits.
    All the young women of Newcastle
    walk down the main street
    which is called Hunter Street
    for reasons that will become obvious
    later on in the song.
    All the young men of Newcastle
    drive down Hunter Street
    in their hot FJ Holdens
    with chrome plated grease nipples
    and double reverse
    overhead twin cam door handles,
    sitting eight abreast in the front seat,
    and they lean out of the window
    and say real cool things to the sheilas
    on the footpath, like 'Aah g'day'.
    And every now and then, of course,
    one of the young ladies thinks to herself
    Ummmm
    she thinks
    Ummmmm.

    Don't you ever let a chance go by, oh Lord
    Don't you ever let a chance go by

    Chorus
    Anyway there was this mob of blokes
    driving down Hunter Street
    in the front seat of the hot FJ
    with chrome plated grease nipples
    and twin overhead foxtails,
    and the coolest of them all,
    who got to sit near the window,
    was young Norm.
    And they pulled up outside
    the Parthenon milk bar
    and standing outside
    the Parthenon was this beautiful looking sheila.

    Oooh! Oooh! said young Normie
    who'd come top of his class in English,
    Ooooh! he said.
    So he leaned out of the window,
    and he said real, real suave like,
    he said G'day.
    This nine foot tall Hell's Angel
    came out of the Parthenon milk bar,
    looked at Norm and said
    Arr, what are ya?
    Norm said What are you?
    Bloke on the footpath said
    D'ya want a go, do ya mate, eh?
    Norm said Yeah, d'you want a go, mate?
    Bloke on the footpath said
    Yeah I'll have a go
    Norm said
    D'you know who you're picking?
    The bloke on the footpath said
    Nah, who am I picking?
    Norm said
    You find out
    And all of a sudden there was a break in the traffic,
    and as any young Newcastle lad knows-
    when you're getting monstered
    by a nine foot tall Hells Angel
    and there's a break in the traffic....

    Chorus

    Don't you ever let a chance go by, oh Lord
    Don't you ever let a chance go by












 
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