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North Cray
Coordinates: 51°25′26″N 0°08′06″E / 51.424°N 0.135°E / 51.424; 0.135
North Cray is an area of south-east London, with the London Borough of Bexley. It is located east of Sidcup and south of Bexleyheath.
It lies on the River Cray and is in the Cray Meadows electoral ward which also includes Foots Cray. The post town for North Cray is Sidcup and the postcode is DA14, close by to the north is DA5 post code in the post town of Bexley.
North Cray was previously a civil parish in the Hundred of Ruxley, Sutton-at-Hone Lathe. The settlement Ruxley had its own parish but it was abolished in 1557 and the area was absorbed into North Cray parish. North Cray was within Kent up until the creation of Greater London in 1965. From 1894 to 1934 North Cray was within the Bromley Rural District, then it was in the Chislehurst and Sidcup Urban District from 1934 to 1965; then finally the London Borough of Bexley from 1965 which remains today.
North Cray briefly became the centre of international attention in August 1822 when Robert Stewart, Viscount Castlereagh, the Foreign Secretary, committed suicide at his country home Loring Hall.
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My God Can Beat Up Your God
by: North KoreaI want to be the last of my kind,
the last man standing.
I want to dig my own hole to die in,
because I’m temporary.
Let’s make a mess out of everything.
Break a heart and then teach it to sing.
We’re only temporary.
Let us pick an addiction,
and sell it to make a living.
We’re only temporary.
I am the saddle and you are the ass,
We’ll ride this little horsey to our magnificent crash.
‘cause we’re fucking temporary.
Now we were born to particular Gods,
‘cause we could all shit the bed tomorrow,
because we’re temporary.
Hey, you’re invited, we’re waging a war,
and we will write it in blood on your door.
“My God can beat up your God.”
Give them all your money,
sleep naked in the rain,
and when they stare,
growl through your mane.
Piss into the wind,
and dangle from a power line.
Drink them under the table,
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