aint got no woman, none of that- I got my soul, it splits in half. yeah I stopped searchin' long ago . . just been a driftin' down with...
trying to figure out why why takes me deeper sitting on a flesh pretzel like this, climbing electric trees why branches off in physicless...
all the best singers ever were pot heads. ;]
weird :[
how?
wutcha buildin
this christmas???
what is it
http://www.last.fm/music/Eek-A-Mouse
nicely written? this is the worst book I've ever read. period.
some shamans sing and dance in hyperspace all night. you just keep drinking, keep purging
medulla blows me away when will it be time to document? do it now.
e m b
sugar sugar sugar limps
yyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
She is a he
We can all sit in a circle and shit, singing bob johnson mccoy finklestein
Dung dere in the ghetto I go, where sufferation I once know, ey Mummy an daddy, all a' we so poor, we all had to sleep on the floor Storm it come...
Biddy biddy bong bong...... Early, early sunday morning it was a big ganja smuggling Ina de mud me a pick kali bud an me a load dem down in off...
How childish. You're quite the echo, over there.
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