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Come On Come On, I'm A Sparktone (7"). Tone Records (5). SPT 8611.
Outside, where the automatic sprinklers come on, a wall can be seen where the paint has all been burned off except for a few silhouettes. There is a silhouette of a man and woman doing yardwork and of a boy and a girl throwing a ball. The rest of the neighborhood is charred and flattened, and a radioactive glow hangs over the city. A dog enters the house, covered with sores, and dies. The robotic mice that automatically clean the house take the dog away to the incinerator.
In medieval England, Sir Ector raises two young boys-his son, Kay, and an adopted orphan named Art, who has come to be known as the Wart. The boys are taught chivalry and mathematics, and although Kay makes mistakes in his lessons, he is rarely disciplined, since he will one day inherit his father’s lands and title.
Come on, musicians, play music. music plays and they dance, ROMEO stands apart) Make room in the hall. Make room in the hall. to SERVINGMEN) More light, you rascals. From the SparkNotes Blog. Every Shakespeare Play Summed Up in a Quote from The Office.
Sal and Dean talk about writing in intellectual jargon that Sal admits neither of them truly understand; Dean has come to Sal and his friends because he wants to be a writer and a "real intellectual. He feels depressed and tired, stagnant. Dean's arrival and personality spark everything into motion. Sal has always dreamed of the West, where he has never been, and Dean, the personification of Sal's dream of the West, arrives.
Come on come on and tell me why you're staring Come on come on it must be what I'm wearing Come on come on and tell me why's it taking so long for you to recognize and stop. Another day in the sun I'm having fun feel the heat sneaking up on me I take a look in the sky a plane goes by is that the reason that I can't breathe I take a look and I wonder why, why these birds don't fly It's hard for me to see and I believe ohmy.
Come on, motherfuckers, come on Come on, motherfuckers, come on Come on, motherfuckers, come on Come on, motherfuckers, come on Come on, motherfuckers, come on Come on, motherfuckers, come on Come on, motherfuckers, come on Come on, motherfuckers, come o. Cause if you sit still, I'm gonna make your fucking shit spill And I'm talking 'bout buckets, why did I have to do it?
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