Let there be light, at the end of this eight year tunnel. Don’t let us fall,
I snort a line of joy up through my nose using a colorful
Hell must think Jessica is sexy, because it’s attracted to her like a moth
I’m a disabled mush room, who is mentally handicap, and can’t think
Tie me to a cup, in the middle of a purple forest.
Green sun, won’t you kiss me? Purple cloud, is what I am to you. Let’s cross the bridge,
It is a tree that melts, and gushes down a hill. It is a
All the world’s a stage, but I’m no actor. I can’t play a role,
Watch your step coming down from the stars, and remember to keep
I want to give up the ketchup, and go take on the
Walls of cream, bear a portrait of a bird and his tie.
If I had a brain, it would be made of green slime.
I’m a piece of wind, and so I cuddle with
He’s an imaginary man, who lives inside of my dreams. He smokes grass in
I remember when I was your age. A little boy who dreamed of growing up. Don’t worry, child. That day is