Green Acres?
Jul 10th 2003, 11:58 pm
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Green Acres?
Green Acres is the place for me.
Aussie livin' is the life I need.
Land spreadin' out so far and wide.
Keep London, just give me that countryside.
Old York is where I'd rather stay.
I get allergic smelling hay.
I just adore a semi-attached view.
Darling I love you but give me Hull Avenue.
You are my wife.
Goodbye city life.
Green Acres we are there!
Aussie livin' is the life I need.
Land spreadin' out so far and wide.
Keep London, just give me that countryside.
Old York is where I'd rather stay.
I get allergic smelling hay.
I just adore a semi-attached view.
Darling I love you but give me Hull Avenue.
You are my wife.
Goodbye city life.
Green Acres we are there!
Last edited by Florida_03; Jul 11th 2003 at 12:02 am.
Jul 11th 2003, 5:07 am
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Jul 11th 2003, 6:04 am
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Re: Green Acres?
No this is more like the tune?
JERUSALEM
And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?
And did the Countenance Divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among these dark Satanic Mills?
Bring me my Bow of burning gold:
Bring me my Arrows of desire:
Bring me my Spear! O clouds unfold!
Bring me my Chariot of fire.
I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land.
JERUSALEM
And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?
And did the Countenance Divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among these dark Satanic Mills?
Bring me my Bow of burning gold:
Bring me my Arrows of desire:
Bring me my Spear! O clouds unfold!
Bring me my Chariot of fire.
I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land.
