December 5th, 2005

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Yesterday evening Control_Freak, took Lighting_Mouse, and me to see the quire at Concordia collage. It was absolute torcher! Seirusly they where sinning in impossibly high pinched annoying voices they probably could have shattered glass!

After words we went out to eat with friends of the family and found out exactly how bit the disserts are at Ruby Tuesday’s. They are gigantic! Never order dissert there unless you have a small army to help you eat them.

After words my family finally came home and I lessoned to sound and spirit, this is the lyrics for one of the songs I lessoned to.

Digital Tradition Mirror
In the Land of the Patagarang

In the Land of the Patagarang
(Gerry O'Beirne)

In the land of Patagarang the murkies are dreaming
In the land of Patagarang they don't know who we are
In the land of Patagarang the murkies are dreaming
In the land of Patagarang we'll sail into the bay

I'm going with my peculiar
To a place of infinite space
With the mollies and punks and fluters
Buzz gloaks and star glazers
They'll turn you into a creature, if you're not strong
A man with marsupial features, on the horizon
For impersonating an Egyptian you go to the land
Of the Patagarang Patagarang
In the land of Patagarang the crow lies backwards
In the land of Patagarang the stars are upside down

God botherers pray repentance
Political and yobs
Goodbye to indipendence
Welcome to the mobs

They'll turn you into a creature, if you're not strong
A man with marsupial features, on the horizon
For impersonating an Egyptian you go to the land
To the land of Patagarang Patagarang

In the land of Patagarang the murkies are dreaming
In the land of Patagarang the stars are upside down

copyright Gerry O'Beirne, 1986
Sung by Patrick Street on "Irish Times"
note: This song was inspired by "The Fatal Shore", Robert Hughes'
history of the settlement in Australia with English and
Irish convicts. You may notice some slang of the period here,
for which we thank again to Mr. Hughes. A Patagarang is an
aboriginal word for a kangaroo, and 'impersonating an Egyptian
or posing as a gypsy, was a crime in the eighteen century,
for which, at the whim of some bewigged Justice, you could
find yourself sailing in chain for the land of Patagarang. WH

http://sniff.numachi.com/~rickheit/dtrad/pages/tiPATAGRNG.html
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