Motown goes broke

I see the City of Detroit has filed for bankruptcy. I thought they went broke years ago.

Poor pensioners are in deep shit. The city only has a 700,000 tax base but a $20 billion dollar debt.  

I suppose you heard that through the grapevine.

Is there another thread??

Long live Capitalism!

Basil wrote:I suppose you heard that through the grapevine.

Don't blame it on the Sunshine

skully wrote:I see the City of Detroit has filed for bankruptcy. I thought they went broke years ago.

Poor pensioners are in deep shit. The city only has a 700,000 tax base but a $20 billion dollar debt.  

They'll spend their final years sitting on the dock of the bay,

I guess folk relying on Detroit City pensions won't be Dancing in the Streets. They'll find it's won't pay to Reach Out (Detroit City won't be there).

Shit, I've just got Bas's post. Well derrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.  

I guess the folk of Detroit Ain't too Proud to Beg.

Ain't No Mountain High Enough? Sure there is - Detroit's debt.

What becomes of the broke n hearted?

The pensioners won't be bothering to say "Please, Mr. Postman", he'd just respond "You can't hurry, Luv".

Give me money. That's what I want.

Detroit's population has shrunk from 2 million to 700-thousand.

I guess everybody's Leaving Here because they've got the Inner City Blues.

A loan again, naturally?

HERE, write your own song about the decline of Detroit after its earlier fantastic peak with Berry Gordy and the Funk Brothers

works well ...


The Tale of My Blind Working Girl Potential Shag
- A Ballad
by Jonathon and the Trotters
It began on a FAST 14 May 1962 3.46 pm:
I was the most lardy bum around,
She was the most blind working girl.

She was my potential shag,
My blind potential shag,
My working girl.

We used to belch so well together,
Back then.
We wanted to copulate together, around the world,
We wanted it all.

But one 3.46 pm, one FAST 3.46 pm,
We decided to copulate too much.
Together we mungslapped a Jehovah's Witness.
It was offensive, so offensive.

From that moment our relationship changed.
She grew so oily.

And then it happened:

Oh no! Oh no!

She strangled a hamster.
Alas, a hamster!
My potential shag strangled a hamster.
It was garrulous, so garrulous.

The next day I thought my elbows had broken,
I thought my toenails had burst into flames,
(But I was actually overreacting a little.)

But still, she is in my thoughts.
I think about how it all changed that 3.46 pm,
That FAST 14 May 1962 3.46 pm.

My toenails... ouch!
When I think of that blind working girl,
That blind working girl and me.


I'm thinking the chorus in 3/4 time.

I guess the Heat is on the government to break on through to the other side.