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Received a long email today from an old friend in dublin - and just when I thought I wasn't missing my former life, I was. We connected over a shared sense of indulgent woe about these things. Everything in life is unfair, according to us. And everything is worth talking about and linking up into one vast conspiracy. He doesn't know how to tell a short, boring story - he has the true Irish gift of the gab, even if the tale is one about how his local shop ran out of cotton buds.

Now, depending on who I am telling a story to, you could get the impression that whatever changes in life I go through, it's either sauce a l'orange off a duck's back or The Final War of Armageddon. I think he's captured that mellow/dramatic thing in his letter below.

Miss you dude, myself and M concluded that your work must have been done here, and you then did the Messianic Panda gig, ate, shot and got crucified, but in the following acts of your corpuscles we were all just running around without you and greadually were all consumed with more self doubt than we had when you were here,

Altogether now….


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Oh the suffering Jew is a person in your neighbourhood,
in your neighbourhood, in your neighbourhood
Oh the suffering Jew is a person in your neighbourhood,
He’s the comedian that you meet,
when you’re walking down the street,
he’s the Jew that dies more deaths each day!

Altogether now….


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if you ever had your doubts and you become a larger lout
he’s the Jew that dies more deaths each day!
If you ever die on stage and your looking for a wage,
he’s the Jew that dies more deaths each day!
If you ever have to emigrate or your soul will just disintegrate
he’s the Jew that dies more deaths each day!

When life’s feeling pretty shitty
And you feel like walter Mitty
he’s the Jew that dies more deaths each day!

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