Today I talk about the eruption of Mount Vesuvius and Pompeii and phalluses. Be prepared.
Cities in Dust from Siouxsie and the Banshees.
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Water was running, children were running You were running out of time Under the mountain, a golden fountain Were you praying at the Lares shrine?
And
Hot and burning in your nostrils Pouring down your gaping mouth Your molten bodies, blanket of cinders caught in the throes, and
Whoa oh - oh your city lies in dust, my friend Oh - oh your city lies in dust, my friend Oh - oh your city lies in dust, my friend Oh - oh your city lies in dust, my friend
And
We found you hiding, we found you lying Choking on the dirt and sand Your former glories, and all the stories Dragged and washed with eager hands
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