Fiery Furnaces – Chief Inspector Blancheflower

Fiery Furnaces – Chief Inspector Blancheflower ——————————- LYRICS I wanted to be a typewriter mender when I grew up, But things didn’t work out so. Sleep Late in the morning, climb up Mt. Olympia and replace a Return: But I didn’t get enough good grades. My uncle Peter had the Parthenon Business Machine Remediation outfit, And right there, on the shop floor, Hundreds of electric-selectrics, all messed up: But I didn’t get enough good grades. I had a dexadrine hyperactivity selective Attend to relevant Information tempo taken in told to Mechanism coping concept Put my head down crumple my paper. Sent to look at the future-job folder-binders, I got distracted by the graphs. In the resource room Mrs. Petorsky re-enforced me: Raisins from her zip-lock bag, And free time after my target behavior I was positive about: Tickets, tangibles, chips and stars. Now playing I’m In My Own Little House: Tickets, tangibles, chips and stars. I had a dexadrine hyperactivity selective Attend to relevant Information tempo taken in told to Mechanism coping concept Put my head down crumple my paper. After school I was sitting in the sitting room Looking out at the pavers in their bright orange vests Holding up the slow-go diamond plastic piece of wood, And I knew that I’d never be any good And never wear a hard-hat and do things like that, So I joined the police force: Damp in Dumbarton dip about the 14th of May. The publican dropped me a line thought there had been foul …
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