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The Day We Elected...
... Wilko Johnson president
the sun shone.
Which was a start.
He walked into Parliament with a heart
full of honest intentions
and a Telecaster in his arms
and we were one nation under a groove
under a riff. A distinctive, choppy, furious,
down-and-dirty-and-your-momma-wouldn’t-like-it riff.
The day we elected Wilko Johnson president
the Commo...
Monday 4th February 2013 5:41 pm
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