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[nickys]

for batswing and kisin:

VALENTINE'S DAY (Hans Blix and the Clash)
by Attila The Stockbroker

I said come, we'll make it special
and here we are, Valentine's Day
With a wild impetuous journey up the M1 motorway
In my boots and Rancid sweatshirt
I'll try hard to cut a dash
and I'll serenade you, darling,
with Hans Blix and the Clash

Now you say I'm not romantic
but you know I can beguile
That daffodil was dead - but oh,
presented with such style!
A bindweed flower buttonhole
Some earrings with panache
and hours and hours of traffic jams
with Hans Blix and the Clash

There's war news on the radio
Joe Strummer on the stereo
and something happening down below
that no-one else can see
Another town, another show
but always I need you to know
You make me think and make me grow
The other half of me

Here's to us, our great adventure
and to you, my darling wife
I will stand so proud beside you
through the ups and downs of life
As your fingers do the walking
I will try hard not to crash
and I'll bring us safe to Sheffield
with Hans Blix and The Clash