the very idea that i could be

like bell bottoms or disco but we need it to think i’m dead

if i stub my fucking toe it’s their fault so say i, and who could argue? you almost

may be too onerous a task for those not starving. lucky

of the things that make me become better only music is unlike surgery

here’s a story. it may even be true. where i come from nothing ever sucks, so i

of course it is not about you. you have to know this, like baby birds know worms come with mother’s return,

so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes

unspeakable dearth of nutrient the cause of the complaint, lack of the sweet titmilk of human connection,

got the sex drive of 15 young bulls, but the women are all scared.

first fruits hardly a handful, the garden

just start over not so much like anything was particularly

just listen the trees drink silly.. I work i work that day the not