I picked up a girl and went back to hers
But I was struck by impotency
She was very understanding and said
“That used to happen to me”
I picked up a girl and went back to hers
But I was struck by impotency
She was very understanding and said
“That used to happen to me”
When my girlfriend suggested
We play hospitals
I thought phwor
But all she did was
Lay me on a trolley
And leave me in a corridor
“Airport” is an action thriller disaster movie, the first of a series, screenplay by George Seaton from the Novel by Arthur Hailey and Directed by George Seaton and Henry Hathaway.
The movie revolves around the airport manager of Lincoln International Airport,
near Chicago, Mel Bakersfeld (Burt Lancaster), who has to contend with a
paralyzing snowstorm, environmental concerns over noise pollution, a blocked
runway, schedule issues, an habitual elderly Trans Global Airlines stowaway,
Ada Quonsett (Helen Hayes), manpower problems, frozen runways, equipment malfunctions
and a suicide bomber, D.O. Guerrero (Van Heflin) plans to blow up a Boeing 707
airliner in flight.
A first class movie which was the for runner of the disaster movie
genre, helped in no small measure by a great cast including: Dean Martin, Jean
Seberg, Jacqueline Bisset, George Kennedy, Maureen Stapleton, Barry Nelson,
Dana Wynter and Lloyd Nolan.
I’m thinking about taking a holiday
But
I don’t know where to go
I
have never been in Flexible
But
I really don’t know
I
think it’s important to stand firm
So,
I would have to say no
There is no black in the union jack
There
is no white in
the Rastafari
There is no brown in the British crown
There is no white in the consciousness
No ethnic presence in the establishment
No white voice in the consensus
There’s no black power neath big Ben’s tower
There’s no white vote in modern Britain
No black role models say the liberals
All the white ones are being discredited
There is no black amongst the black
But shades of brown from dark to light
There is no white amongst the white
But shades of flesh from light to dark
There
is no black in the union jack
There
is no white in the British isle
Black
dwells too much on slavery and such
White
looks longingly to halcyon days
Race
hatred grows watched from the shadows
White
against black, black against white
No
black and white flinch from the fight
Hate
spreads like fire fueled by the scourge
The
scourge is black encouraging attack
The
scourge is white urging on the fight
Inhabiting
the middleness with wordy vagueness
Condemning
both sides and supports them also
They
feed the flames the people with no names
The
anonymous enemy the liberal elite
They
divide and conquer while making us suffer
They
keep the battle on to hold onto power
The
liberal elite are the real enemy to defeat
Ruling
the world from the shadows
Ruling
the middleness with political correctness
Accentuating
our differences for hate
They
are autonomous in their control of us
While
creating the illusion of democracy
Freedom
of speech is the lie they teach
If
we speak against their view, we are crushed
They
control the wealth wield power by stealth
The
anonymous enemy the liberal elite
I met her in the Red House
When
she gave me the eye
I
gave her an appraising look
And
thought I’d give her a try
I
knew my luck was in when
She
was unbuttoning my fly
Are you wearing velvet?
That’s the sexiest dress yet
Do you mind if I touch?
Oh I like that very much
I don’t think we should go out
I think without a doubt
We should definitely stay in
And then we can both sin