What Are You Listening To
Barry Tone 
Needs to know Hebrew.
Cardiacs - Burn Your House Brown
Mary’s house is upside down,
she’s burnt the walls to make them brown
but left to her devices foiled by bluntness, she would take pleasure
in finding something pointier.
in finding something pointier.
Mary’s house is upside down,
she’s burnt the walls to make them brown
but left to her devices foiled by bluntness, she would take pleasure
in finding something pointier.
in finding something pointier.
zidders 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ZgrLpvj3-0
“Spanish Mary”
by Bob Dylan
There were three sailors, bold and true
With cargo they did carry.
They sailed away on the ocean blue
For the love of Spanish Mary.
So deeply now were they disturbed
No longer could they tarry.
Swoon and swerve
For the love of Spanish Mary.
In Kingston Town of high degree
The buffoon, the fool, the fairy
All paid the dues and inquired to me
For the love of Spanish Mary.
Beggar man, beggar man tell me no lie-
Is it a mystery to live or is it a mystery to die?
I seek ye not to ask of you
It was in Kingston Town indeed.
It is said they stopped but not for greed
But for the love of Spanish Mary.
I remember well, they came one day
The buffoon, the fool, the fairy.
They asked of me what could I say
For the love of Spanish Mary?
Tis not of me to talk absurd
No rumour do I carry.
No, I’ll not give you one word
But for the love of Spanish Mary.
Beggar man, beggar man tell me no lie-
Is it a mystery to live or is it a mystery to die?
“Spanish Mary”
by Bob Dylan
There were three sailors, bold and true
With cargo they did carry.
They sailed away on the ocean blue
For the love of Spanish Mary.
So deeply now were they disturbed
No longer could they tarry.
Swoon and swerve
For the love of Spanish Mary.
In Kingston Town of high degree
The buffoon, the fool, the fairy
All paid the dues and inquired to me
For the love of Spanish Mary.
Beggar man, beggar man tell me no lie-
Is it a mystery to live or is it a mystery to die?
I seek ye not to ask of you
It was in Kingston Town indeed.
It is said they stopped but not for greed
But for the love of Spanish Mary.
I remember well, they came one day
The buffoon, the fool, the fairy.
They asked of me what could I say
For the love of Spanish Mary?
Tis not of me to talk absurd
No rumour do I carry.
No, I’ll not give you one word
But for the love of Spanish Mary.
Beggar man, beggar man tell me no lie-
Is it a mystery to live or is it a mystery to die?
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