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Miriam MontagueMiriam MontagueHe's looking up at you And you're spinning all the boys into a dream You woo them all into your eyes until they gleam A commoner's cosmonaut The better half of the have me not's You are the sun rays of your Twickenham Garden Sweet beauty rekt with animal abandon Heartfelt hipster folkbots Tripping on the latest posh veranda Squatting underneath Jamaican Tower Plugging into dirty main's power Oh Miriam, the wonders of your magnitude Your smile exudes from light polluted hazes in the dark Satin flame rainy days Rich men on holiday Well they toast to wives and sweethearts while you're dancing They will never see your green card smile like I will Pulsating vampire bats At the Islington automat The molly's green with Patrick's Day excitement While your Netherlands are on the train to Brighton Heartfelt hipster folkbots Tripping on the latest posh veranda Squatting underneath Jamaican Tower Plugging into dirty main's power Oh Miriam, the wonders of your magnitude Your smile exudes from light polluted hazes in the dark Sleep, Theodossia Moving deeper in the dream Everything as it should be [x3] Flash flood in your heated quantum temple Oxford circus angels, are they really Queuing up for petrol on that motorway? Living hand to mouth you kiss them anyway Oh Miriam, the wonders of your magnitude Your smile exudes from light polluted hazes in the dark Oh Miriam, the wonders of your magnitude Hazes in the dark |