Gently Johnny by Paul Giovanni

Linwood 2021-12-30 17:21:10

The preview link is here
http://www.kuwo.cn/yinyue/1629306/


I put my hand on her knee
And she says
Do you want to see

I put my hand on her breast
And she says
Do you want to kiss

Gently gently gently Johnny
Gently Johnny, my jingle


I put my hand on her thigh
And she says
Do you want to try

I put my hand on her belly
And she says
Do you want to feel me

Gently gently gently Johnny
Gently Johnny, my jingle

--- -Gently Johnny by Paul Giovanni

praises such a lyrical and pure guitar version of brainwashing English eighteen touches

View more about The Wicker Man reviews

Extended Reading
  • Vicenta 2021-12-30 17:21:10

    The old movie is still very good, the quirky sense is very good

  • Ulices 2022-04-23 07:02:05

    The problem is that you have to agree with the male protagonist's religious views first, so that the ironic effect can be reflected in the confrontation between the heretics at the end of the film. If you have a negative attitude towards religion in the first place, you will feel very flat watching this film, and even a little gloating at the end~

The Wicker Man quotes

  • Miss Rose: You are the fool, Mr. Howie. Punch, one of the great fool-victims of history. For you have accepted the role of king for a day. And who but a fool would do that? But you will be revered and anointed as a king. You will undergo death and rebirth. Resurrection, if you like. The rebirth, sadly, will not be yours, but that of our crops.

    Sergeant Howie: I am a Christian. And as a Christian, I hope for resurrection. And even if you kill me now, it is I who will live again, not your damned apples.

  • Lord Summerisle: Welcome, fool. You have come of your own free will to the appointed place. The game is over.

    Sergeant Howie: Game? What game?

    Lord Summerisle: The game of the hunted leading the hunter. You came here to find Rowan Morrison, but it is we who have found you and brought you here and controlled your every thought and action since you arrived. Principally, we persuaded you to think that Rowan Morrison was being held as a sacrifice because our crops failed last year.

    Sergeant Howie: I know your crops failed. I saw the harvest photograph.

    Lord Summerisle: Oh, yes. They failed, all right. Disastrously so. For the first time since my grandfather came here. The blossom came, but the fruit withered and died on the bough. That must not happen again this year. It is our most earnest belief that the best way of preventing this is to offer to our god of the sun and to the goddess of our orchards the most acceptable sacrifice that lies in our power.