myles.tan: Dunlop.
myles.tan: are they just what you need?
myles.tan: These spires they run awry, twisted colours evil lies.
myles.tan: Break away from tradition.
myles.tan: Soul via frequency.
myles.tan: Shellter
myles.tan: I hate the way you look at me,
myles.tan: Comin' home.
myles.tan: 'and don't you come back no more, no more...
myles.tan: Goodbye blue sky.
myles.tan: Whisker.
myles.tan: Street Pole
myles.tan: Good Books
myles.tan: Drying sock
myles.tan: you can't always get what you want.
myles.tan: I took my love down to violet hill.
myles.tan: he loves me, he loves me not,
myles.tan: I'd only want to make you smile.
myles.tan: I'll make it to the moon if I have to crawl.
myles.tan: Yvonne.