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The Song Stairway to Heaven was about Somerset Belenoff.
With a Word She Can Get What She Came For
Because sometimes (You) know, words have two meanings....
http://www.whoissomersetbelenoff.com/occult-connections.html
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Language_of_the_birds
Human Language came from Mimicry about 5 million years ago.
Authenticators to NUCLEAR Launch used to be Hidden with the Lyrics and Timing of American Pie, by Don McLean.
MATTER OF TRUST ~ BILLY JOEL
From His Bridge to Russia Campaign 1987
¶iano Man
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It's nine o'clock on a Saturday
The regular crowd shuffles in
There's an old man sitting next to me
Makin' love to his tonic and gin
He says, "Son, can you play me a memory
I'm not really sure how it goes
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete
When I wore a younger man's clothes"
La la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum
Sing us a song, you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all in the mood for a melody
And you've got us feelin' alright
Now John at the bar is a friend of mine
He gets me my drinks for free
And he's quick with a joke or to light up your smoke
But there's someplace that he'd rather be
He says, "Bill, I believe this is killing me"
As the smile ran away from his face
"Well I'm sure that I could be a movie star
If I could get out of this place"
Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum
Now Paul is a real estate novelist
Who never had time for a wife
And he's talkin' with Davy, who's still in the Navy
And probably will be for life
And the waitress is practicing politics
As the businessmen slowly get stoned
Yes, they're sharing a drink they call loneliness
But it's better than drinkin' alone
Sing us a song you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well we're all in the mood for a melody
And you got us feeling alright
It's a pretty good crowd for a Saturday
And the manager gives me a smile
'Cause he knows that it's me they've been comin' to see
To forget about life for a while
And the piano, it sounds like a carnival
And the microphone smells like a beer
And they sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
And say, "Man, what are you doin' here?"
Oh, la la la, di da da
La la, di da da da dum
Sing us a song you're the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well we're all in the mood for a melody
And you got us feeling alright
THREE was once this Cuck from Frisco who slathered their asses in CRISCO. A Duck for a Fuck, and a Cuck forgot to Duck, and they ALL got Pegged at the {[D]is}©o 🕺🔥🕺🔥🕺🔥🔱
Too Late Space Force has been around since the beginning. Just like the very name NATIONAL SECURITY AGENCY ITSELF WAS CLASSIFIED UNTIL THE 90'$.
You'd be surprised with what's locked up in our SCIFs & Vaults. I always hated cleaning up the Brain Matter whenever one of our more religious Dogmatic troops would become exposed to realities which crush their typical Social Construct and Understanding.
Lil' Pete:
Dear Mama, so much has changed since my last letter. I scarcely know where to begin. First off, it turns out our daddy is a bad, bad man, and he got thrown in jail. But it's okay, 'cause Screaming Eagle, the Indian chief who raised Tommy, said he'd be all our dads, too. I really like it here in this village. Our new brothers and sisters love to have fun and have been so nice to all of us. Danny don't drink whiskey no more. And Ramon and Herm are trying to learn Indian ways. Oh, and big news. I finally have a girlfriend, and she's much prettier than a canty-loupe.