Friday 30 May 2008

He was a friend of mine


I really loved this man.
He made my laugh
He made me happy
Maxie may you rest in peace
But before you go heres those
other verses we wrote to jet pilot..
Bobs verse first then ours..
You ready Max?
Hit It....
Well, she's got Jet Pilot eyes from her hips on down.All the bombardiers are trying to force her out of town.She's five feet nine and she carries a monkey wrench.She weighs more by the foot than she does by the inch.She got all the downtown boys, all at her commandBut you've got to watch her closely 'cause she ain't no womanShe's a man.
Now our verses
Well she walked in to a bar-room and it kicked up quite a stir, It was 39 outside and shes Wrapped up in fur, She`s a fan of Heinrich Himmler he`s tattood on her brow, In the bedroom she`s a devil in the office she`s a cow, All the downtown girls are under her spell, but they better watch her closely now, cause she`l lead them all to hell.
Well she ran off with a biker, Sonny Barger was is name, drinkin moonshine whisky and snorting pure cocaine, She dumped him down in Altamont when things got kind`r rough................Then we burst into Tangled up in blue......
They never did like Mama's homemade dress Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough. And I was standin' on the side of the road Rain fallin' on my shoes Heading out for the East Coast Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through............Tangled up in blue.
YEEEEEESSSSSSSS......
In memory of Maxie Taylor, born in roathside Cardiff in the year of who knows when[18th April] Died on the 22nd of may 2008, two days before Bob Dylans 67th birthday.

Here`s a little ditty me and maxie wrote one sunny inebriated Sunday afternoon out my back garden................................

Here comes Maxie
Arriving in a Taxi
Talking bout his hero
Dylan n Di Niro.

Here comes Maxie
Cool cool cat
Walking on his hands
Like an acrobat

Here comes Maxie
Jet [pilot] blue eyes
John Lennon glasses
`n` a Dylan disguise

Here comes Maxie
Great big smile
Gotta leather jacket
James Dean style

Here comes Maxie
Cane in hand
Guinness in the other
Singing with The Band

Here comes Maxie
With that ole soft shoe
Twilight on a frozen lake
Tangled up in Blue

Here comes Maxie
As if there were another
Treating everybody equal
Like a sister or a brother.

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