September 1974
Well my head feels kind of funny
And it's a task to walk straight.
Something crazy happened last night
But it had been a long wait.
So it's no wonder I don't feel right
Would somebody turn off the light
Please
Turn off the light
Well I'm not that long out of bed
I't already evening and I don't know what to do.
Don't want to switch on the TV
In case I learn something new.
I don't want to watch anyone tonight
Would somebody turn off the light
Please
Turn off the light.
Can't help who you think I am
Can't help who I might happen to be.
If I could think of a question I'd ask it
So, until then, we'd better just wait and see.
I might not, but then again, I just might
Would somebody turn off the light
Please
Turn off the light.
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CONTENTS
- Columns (60)
- Prose poems (24)
- Songs (14)
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Welcome to 'A Frample', a confused tangle of columns, prose poems and lyrics. It's not so much a blog as an online folder, lying somewhere between a drawer and the bin.
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