Category: Comix
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Sunday Comics
Too fat! Fat you must cut lean — you got to take the Sunday Comics to the mezzanine, chump! Change, and it’s on, Super Bon Bon.
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Sunday Comics
He claims I suffer from delusion, I’m so confident I’m sane. It can’t be no optical illusion. How can you explain Sunday Comics in the rain?
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Sunday Comics
An open road where I can breathe, Sunday Comics are calling to me. I can pull myself back up, back down — stuck together like a ready-made.
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Sunday Comics
No party she’d not attend, no invitation she wouldn’t send — transfixed by Sunday Comics and your promise to be found.
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Sunday Comics
Rotating head, keeps on the right side/Colied up and tense remains on the lookout/They hate to read The Star’s Sunday Comics/Rotating head tries to look on the bright side of things
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Sunday Comics
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy working overtime/A soap impression of his wife which he ate and donated to the National Trust/I need a fix because I’m going down, the Sunday Comics I left uptown.
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Sunday Comics
Todo es mentira en este mundo. Todo es mentira la verdad. Todo es mentira, Sunday Comics. Todo es mentira, por qué será. Esperando la última ola; esperando la última rola. ¡Arriba los Comics, o-e-a!s
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Sunday Comics
Sunday Comics — not what you’ve been sold. Congo square is open for business! I was there, as god is my witness.
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Sunday Comics
There’s a monkey in the jungle watching a vapor trail, caught up in the conflict between its brain and its tail. And if it’s Sunday Comics, then we got nothing to lose! Please repeat the message: It’s the comix that we choose
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Sunday Comics
And she was lying in the grass. And she could hear the highway breathing. And she would read the Sunday Comics; she’s making sure she is not dreaming.
