In the beginning of time all was calm and tranquil but the arrival of the abominations. the call women bought the shit that men said night after night without having any idea they were being fucked over and accused of being perverts. Don’t you think that’s odd? No I don’t think that's odd i think that is quite normal. Many people eat goldfish after they die. I never really wanted it to be that way but I guess I got the raw end on that venture the next time I invest in my future 3 stale french fries on his plate that he didn’t like to eat he thought it was an offering to the gods when am I going to come around? What is it going to take to make me see how unimportant it is to be a bank teller. You always have to wait in a long line at disneyland. It’s all these damn tourists. Seeing the sights, passing time waste your life flying kites.
There was this man who was a big fat jerk, he killed my flowers. They were such bright and beautiful Flowers, I could only think of smelling the putrification of fish and I will be alright but that could never set my mind right so once again I was stuck in a fucked up position I didn’t want to be in; “ I’d like to turn and live with animals they are so placid and self-contained. Beware of a skanky roommate with a big dog. I loved to bark like the dog I was, I think my past life as a dog was more satisfying flavor that only I can savor and let it linger a while. It is my salvation, the taste and revelation, he thought he had a revelation but it was a stupid moment of clarity he just needed to have another hit on the bong.
In a galaxy far far away lived a man that could disappear and fit into my pants. I had gained about twenty pounds in a week, there was no end in sight. My life as a banana slug became the reality and my resolution was clear, to reach divinity I would have to cross the road to get to the restaurant that served the best martinis in town. If everyone drank a martini a day the world would truly be a more delovely place to live. Groove is in the heart. It was a kind of gloomy out today. This doesn’t make any sense. But do I care? No. Nobody ever makes any fucking sense anymore!
In the beginning of time all was calm and tranquil but the arrival of the abominations. the call women bought the shit that men said night after night without having any idea they were being fucked over and accused of being perverts. Don’t you think that’s odd? No I don’t think that's odd i think that is quite normal. Many people eat goldfish after they die. I never really wanted it to be that way but I guess I got the raw end on that venture the next time I invest in my future 3 stale french fries on his plate that he didn’t like to eat he thought it was an offering to the gods when am I going to come around? What is it going to take to make me see how unimportant it is to be a bank teller. You always have to wait in a long line at disneyland. It’s all these damn tourists. Seeing the sights, passing time waste your life flying kites.
There was this man who was a big fat jerk, he killed my flowers. They were such bright and beautiful Flowers, I could only think of smelling the putrification of fish and I will be alright but that could never set my mind right so once again I was stuck in a fucked up position I didn’t want to be in; “ I’d like to turn and live with animals they are so placid and self-contained. Beware of a skanky roommate with a big dog. I loved to bark like the dog I was, I think my past life as a dog was more satisfying flavor that only I can savor and let it linger a while. It is my salvation, the taste and revelation, he thought he had a revelation but it was a stupid moment of clarity he just needed to have another hit on the bong.
In a galaxy far far away lived a man that could disappear and fit into my pants. I had gained about twenty pounds in a week, there was no end in sight. My life as a banana slug became the reality and my resolution was clear, to reach divinity I would have to cross the road to get to the restaurant that served the best martinis in town. If everyone drank a martini a day the world would truly be a more delovely place to live. Groove is in the heart. It was a kind of gloomy out today. This doesn’t make any sense. But do I care? No. Nobody ever makes any fucking sense anymore!