down Coal Harbour way

So, I'm totally into tulips now ?

and then that happened

Maybe I’ll go to Amsterdam

Or maybe I’ll go to Rome
And rent me a grand piano and put some flowers ’round my room

But let’s not talk about fare-thee-wells now
The night is a starry dome.
And they’re playin’ that scratchy rock and roll
Beneath the matalla moon

water blister...

...resulting from a wart I had burned off