Brimstones on fire/upon the world?s thinest wire/ where Daddy is dancing alone Sadly reminded of all who`s been blinded before/ Daddy needs more More of the sunshine/more of the wine/some of that love that seems so hard to find/ from some pretty angel who can hear him call/ some angel to catch poor Daddy as he falls/madly in love/sadly in love with the bottle, in love with the fire/now there`s a life of a clown/who sees the world spin around/as he rolls out of town. There is the moon light and there is the road/we kept to the right then just as we been told/but down by the river we stop for a while/for something to drink and to wash the dust out of our eyes/Daddy and I, Daddy and I,Daddy and I/ and a bottle of Rye DRUNK AS A SKUNK! CHEERS!
Fire breaks out in Devira Forest, north of Be'er Sheva; four firefighting crews on scene (Haaretz)
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