Ken Morrison
Dunfermline
I remember when songs on bits of tape did sneak about, and twist and shout. But now where are they? I can't see them. Still they sneak, like sneaks in the glass. I feel them in my oracles, h…
I remember when songs on bits of tape did sneak about, and twist and shout. But now where are they? I can't see them. Still they sneak, like sneaks in the glass. I feel them in my oracles, h…