Paroles My Egyptian Grammar de The Fiery Furnaces

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I never thought it could have happened to me.
But on the morning of my eldest daughter's Second wedding, I blacked out.
They said it was it was just stress, but I didn't think so:
I couldn't remember the 15 minutes before.
A white-haired half Samoan girl from Darwin
Gave me a ride, it seems; she let me the car in.
But what it was she said, I couldn't say.
Now, that clearly didn't happen. I consulted my Egyptian Grammar.
On p. 333 was the hieroglyph for motorcycle helmet.
I combined this with a leather-back's shell as I was I felt instructed.
I Xeroxed it and posted it down by the bike lock-ups at the Oriental Institute.

Maybe a nether-world entity would see it and pass it on to the responsible.
That kind of thing must happen sometimes.
Now that clearly didn't happen. I consulted my Egyptian Grammar.
On p. 4428 was the hieroglyph for French Canal boat.
I met on the Midway someone channeling up a whatever it wasn't:
There are 17 sections of cymbals in the orchestra of the oversold, it said.
Your youth is lost and doesn't it now seem you can't make smoke-only steam?
Now that clearly didn't happen. I consulted my Egyptian Grammar.
On p. 5566 was the hieroglyph for a blue jay

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