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I Have Too Many Oranges!

Peach, Oranges And Kiwis

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Oranges' Origins EP

Count A. Billy T.

Rodblo Alrez - Count A. Billy T. (original Mix)

Oranges' Origins

Rodblo Alrez - Oranges' Origins

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What Kind Of Black Is The Widow

Rodblo Alrez - What Kind Of Black Is The Widow (original Mix)

Menavox (skibidi Shithead)

Menavox (skibidi Shithead) (original Mix)

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New for 2024, the unmissable, official novelisation of the third Paddington movie! 

 In his third big screen outing from Studiocanal, the creators of Wonka and the Harry Potter movies, Paddington and the Browns leave Windsor Gardens to embark on an epic adventure to visit Aunt Lucy at The Home for Retired Bears. There, they find a mystery that sends them on a hilarious and thrilling journey along the Amazon, through the jungle and up to the mountain peaks of Peru.

This wonderful retelling of the cinematic film has been penned by Anna Wilson, based on the story by Paul King, Mark Burton and Simon Farnaby, and the screenplay written by Mark Burton, Jon Foster and James Lamont.

Paddington in Peru: The Story of the Movie, By Anna Wilson, Read by Paul Panting

Shall we list ‘em all then, Taid?

Mm. Might take all night, little star.

Oranges and lemons, say the seagulls in Tenby,
You laughed so loud, you dropped your 99 on me.
We chased the tide, you got sunburned red,
I wore your hat and you wore my ted.

We built a sand fort, it fell with the sea,
You said “Queen of Wales? Sounds right to me.”
Flip flops snapped, the chips were hot,
That day in Tenby? Loved it a lot.

Fog rolls gentle through morning in Risca,
Little feet tap wood floor, whispering “pappa?”
Tea in hand, you in my coat,
Steam on the window, sheep on the slope.

We walked the hill with sun behind,
You said “the mist makes ghosts, but kind.”
Streetlamps blinked in evening’s hush,
That’s where I learned what quiet means “much.”

Here come the places, gentle and bright,
Names in the dusk and towns in the night.
Oranges and lemons, bells in the breeze,
We carry them softly, like whispers through trees.

Spring came early in Helston one year,
You danced with that dog and spilled your beer.
We saw daffodils by the stonewall gate,
You said “that’s the town where your Gran met fate.”

I found a pebble shaped like a heart,
You told me “Some magic just knows where to start.”
The air smelled like bread and Sunday rain,
Helston days? Would do ‘em again.

In Liskeard, mornings start cold and grey,
But you found joy in the simplest way.
Pasties warm wrapped in butcher’s paper,
You said “It’s snowin’ crumbs, Taid! Major!”

We sat on the wall and watched the shop,
Trains rolled past and your jaw didn’t stop.
You asked if birds ever get bored of the sky,
I just said “Never,” and let the thought fly.

You remember Waxholm? Ferry bell ringin’,
We had that cinnamon roll, you just kept singin’.
Sea was calm, sky was flat and pale,
We held hands quiet without any tale.

I leaned on your coat, you whispered “this—
Is what home is, and always was, miss.”
Not much happened but I remember it clear,
Your quiet smile, your silence near.

In Jämtland, the snow came down in sheets,
You wore boots two sizes too big on your feet.
We lit a lantern, walked past the pine,
You held my hand and said “Don’t let go this time.”

We fed the fire, and watched it glow,
You tried to catch flakes in your cocoa.
I still see your face lit up in the light,
Jämtland, stjärna, you shone that night.

Here come the places, wrapped up in rhyme,
Echoes of laughter across space and time.
Oranges and lemons, snowflakes and sea,
The bells of our journey still ring in me.

We been lots of places, yeah?

And we carry them with us, alltid.


Oranges & Lemons (Places of ours)

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SUPER EXCITING DUB

Acoustic cover of new single "Afterlife" from Alex G. Appears on new upcoming album Headlights. I do not own the rights to this song. Also on YouTube, link below:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=usmsykgUJio

"Afterlife" - Alex G (Frontmen Gun Cover)

Oranges

A Poet's Journey Of The Awakening.
The Lion King of Judah.

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