Flat Fact: Kirsty Anna MacColl (10 October 1959 – 18 December 2000) was an English singer-songwriter.

MacColl scored several pop hits from the early 1980s to the early 1990s. During this era, she often sang on recordings produced by her husband Steve Lillywhite, notably those of The Smiths and the song “Fairytale of New York” by Pogues.

MacColl was killed in a controversial boating incident in Mexico.

Still Love You Kirsty, You left a legacy…..

Got on a lucky one
Came in eighteen to one
I´ve got a feeling
This year´s for me and you
So happy christmas
I love you baby
I can see a better time
Where all our dreams come true.

They got cars big as bars
They got rivers of gold
But the wind goes right through you
It´s no place for the old
When you first took my hand on a cold christmas eve
You promised me broadway was waiting for me
You were handsome you were pretty
Queen of new york city when the band finished playing they yelled out for more
Sinatra was swinging all the drunks they were singing
We kissed on a corner
Then danced through the night.

And the boys from the NYPD choir were singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out for christmas day.

You´re a bum you´re a punk
You´re an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip in that bed
You scumbag you maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy christmas your arse I pray god it´s our last.

And the boys of the NYPD choir’s still singing Galway Bay
And the bells were ringing out
For christmas day.

I could have been someone
Well so could anyone
You took my dreams from me
When I first found you
I kept them with me babe
I put them with my own
Can´t make it out alone
I´ve built my dreams around you

And the boys of the NYPD choir’s still singing Galway Bay
And the bells are ringing out
For christmas day.

To byl předvečer vánoční babe s opilá nádrž starý muž řekl mi: neuvidí jiný a pak jim zpívali píseň the vzácné staré horské Rosa I zapnuta můj obličej pryč a snili o vás máte o některou ze štěstí Came v 18 na jedno I´ve dostal pocit tohoto year´s pro mě a budete tak Šťastné a veselé vánoční miluji baby vidím lepší čas, kde všechny naše sny přicházejí PRAVDA. Jejich dostal automobilů velký jako pruhy, kterým získali řek zlata, ale větru přechází právo prostřednictvím vám It´s místo u starého při první následovala mé ruky na studené předvečer vánoční, vám slíbil mi broadway bylo čekání pro mě jste byly hezký jste byli krásná královna nový york města po dokončení kapela hraje jim yelled další Sinatra byl Kyvné všechny drunks, které jim byly zpěvu jsme zalité na rohu pak tančila přes noc. A chlapci z sbor NYPD byly zpívající Galway Bay A zvony byly vyzváněcí vánoční den. You´re zadek you´re punk You´re staré šlapky na nevyžádané ležení zde téměř mrtvé odkapávací v tomto lůžko je scumbag jste maggot je levný bídné faggot Happy vánoční váš zadek I naše poslední modlit boha it´s. A kluci NYPD sbor zpívající stále Galway Bay A zvony byly vyzvánění pro vánoční den. Mohl jsem byl někdo dobře tak, aby mohl každý, kdo vám trvalo mé sny ze mě když jste uložili je se mnou babe umístíte prvních nalezených jim s vlastní Can´t dělají mimo samotné I´ve postaven mé sny kolem vás a kluci z sbor NYPD’s stále zpívající Galway Bay A zvony jsou vyzvánění pro vánoční den.

christmas イブ ベーブ、老人が私に言った酔っぱらって戦車であった: もうひとつ見当たりません And 彼らは歌を珍しい古い山は私の顔を離れたまわってきたものにエイティーン I´ve でこの私と、そんな楽しい christmas は year´s 私たちの夢が実現 Where ほうが時間を確認できます赤ん坊大好きな感じだが、幸運なもので、「夢露歌った。 それら川の金をもらったバーとして大きな車をもらったが、風が右に行くところ、私 broadway 私には、待っていたを約束の冷たい christmas 前夜に手を最初にかかった場合、古いはハンサムないたは、It´s NEW YORK バンド彼らについて・ シナトラ We Then を通じて夜をまって、角にキスを歌っていた酔っ払いをすべてゆらぎいた yelled の再生が完了すると都市の美しい女王をしました。 少年 NYPD 聖歌隊席からゴールウェイ湾を歌っていたし、鐘が christmas 日は鳴りいた。 You´re、浮浪者 you´re、パンク、古い男の子がほとんど死んで、点滴でそのベッド、scumbag で、maggot、安い悪いファゴット Happy christmas 私は最後神 it´s を祈り、arse 係り迷惑メールで You´re。 少年たちの NYPD 聖歌隊席のまだゴールウェイ湾を鐘が christmas 日は鳴りされたとした And 歌います。 私が Well 人がそうはまず、私が私と私を置いてベーブつづけたが見つかった場合、私の夢からかかったすべてのユーザーが自分の Can´t で、私の夢、回避を構築するだけで I´ve をするし、少年の NYPD 聖歌隊席のまだ歌ってゴールウェイ湾を鐘が christmas 日の鳴っているとしたとします。

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I like to be inspired. Humanity is so wonderful. The title of this song is Forever Young. Kurt Vonnegut wrote a story called Breakfast of Champions. He loves America but he laughs at it’s Arrogance. The book expresses RVR because, he, the author, goes into the book and meets the characters. [Virtiual Reality's original medium was the book] He is God. The hero Kilgore Trout doesn’t believe him so with a few strokes of his pen The Author wisks the hero around the world. The hero gasps and falls to his knees. The Author says “Do you want something?” The Hero says “Make me young” The last page is a hand drawn picture of Kurt Vonnegut, a single tear rolls down his cheek. I think we have a Universal Truth here. Humanity’s deep rooted desire to leave a legacy, to have a raison d’etre. So much of the universe we inhabit appears chaotic. I tie it in with “The Day The Earth Stood Still” where Human Beings are to be wiped off the Earth because their Arrogance is destroying it. But they are saved because they are special. I am reminded of the Aliens in “Artificial Intelligence” [AI] The Aliens tell the robot child that Human Beings are Unique in the universe. They also say Nothing Ever Dies. Your Engram remains as part of the web of the universe for all time. But the aliens become The Blue Fairy to grant the robotic child, an avatar, Humanity’s greatest accomplishment and to give Humanity’s Greatest Gift: Unconditional Love. But warn him that once brought back the engram of his mother will disappear from the space-time continuum. The Love is that of A Mother for her Child, Like that of The Creator For His Creation. The Sacrifice Is Ultimate. Jesus did it. And At The End of Days , We Sleep

Wow. I think I can die now. I just peaked. Fancy a pint?