
• from flash private sch.. Triple J played this heeyah this weirldly mawkish morning, mourning, maundering: it 15 Monday RIGHT AROUND AUSTRALIA
• Jack James now reads some shit about Clive Who-the-fork AND a young lady provid.. oh i doan fihil too guhd
• There’s a neoclassical medical name for this shit right?
• there was this mid twentieth century ruling caste eg “Indian” Brahmin mental trip about “sex” (rooting/ seck shoe all intercourse) being mental^
[Verse 1]
Don’t come home, I don’t want you in my bed
Go to the apartment in the West Village instead
I’ll drop off your clothes, your mail and medication
I’m already on my way, heading to the station
Stuck on the F, there’s a problem on the line
I couldn’t be more stressed, I’m losing my mind
Up to the first floor, key in the front door
Nothing’s ever gonna be the same anymore
[Pre-Chorus]
And that’s when I realised (Realised)
Something don’t feel right

No Shit OK followed by nervous little self-effacing laugh, OK ?
[Chorus]
I didn’t know it was your pussy palace, pussy palace, pussy palace, pussy palace
I always thought it was a dojo, dojo, dojo
So am I looking at a sex addict, sex addict, sex addict, sex addict?
Oh, talk about a low blow, oh no, oh no
I didn’t know it was your pussy palace, pussy palace, pussy palace, pussy palace
I always thought it was a dojo, dojo, dojo
So am I looking at a sex addict, sex addict, sex addict, sex addict?
Oh, talk about a low blow, low blow, oh no
[Verse 2]
I found a shoebox full of handwritten letters
From brokenhearted women wishing you could have been better
Sheets pulled off the bed, they’re strewn all on the floor
Long black hair, probably from the night before
Duane Reade bag with the handles tied
Sex toys, butt plugs, lube inside
Hundreds of Trojans, you’re so fucking broken
How’d I get caught up in your double life?
[Pre-Chorus]
And that’s when I realised (Realised)
Something don’t feel right
[Chorus]
I didn’t know it was your pussy palace, pussy palace, pussy palace, pussy palace
I always thought it was a dojo, dojo, dojo
So am I looking at a sex addict, sex addict, sex addict, sex addict?
Oh, talk about a low blow, oh no, oh no
I didn’t know it was your pussy palace, pussy palace, pussy palace, pussy palace
I always thought it was a dojo, dojo, dojo
So am I looking at a sex addict, sex addict, sex addict, sex addict?
Oh, talk about a low blow, low blow, oh no
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[Bridge]
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
[Chorus]
I didn’t know it was your pussy palace, pussy palace, pussy palace, pussy palace
I always thought it was a dojo, dojo, dojo
So am I looking at a sex addict, sex addict, sex addict, sex addict?
Oh, talk about a low blow, low blow, oh no
i’m awake/ RU awake (Germaine Greer type Bob Hake 🐠 1978 type Auss-ie 🇦🇺-🇺🇸 ABC Comedy “foreplay” one-liner so have a great e-comms involution week, all
John BLUNDELL
• Quantum-physics redone, the new neurocognitive health, thematics-logic, worldwide education reform and the good ‘old’ real economy macro/ VG Childe 1941 oekomènia micro if memory serves me well
• Ahm, West Coast Eagles
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ⱽTautology too / Alexander Buzo ; with illustrations by David Bromley … [et al.] – the NATIONAL LIBRARY
^Alexander John Buzo(23 July 1944 – 16 August 2006) was an Australian playwright and author who wrote 88 works. His literary works recorded Australian culture through wit, humour and extensive use of colloquial Australian English
*From οἰκονόμος (oikonómos, “manager”)+ -ῐ́ᾱ (-ĭ́ā), from οἶκος(oîkos) + νέμω (némō)