Me & Bobby McGee: Janis Joplin
Vicodin. And booze. Salvia?
Grey Jimi Hendrix shirt and striped pajama pants. I'm burning up, it is so hot outside.
Upside down... inside out... No wonder you're a long way from sane.
#9 Dream: John Lennon
941. Tell it to SHUT UP!
Of course they have their place in Rock & Roll History. :rolleyes:.
Give me an F. Give me a U. Give me a C. Give me a K. What's that spell? What's that spell? What's that spell?
John & Yoko were the staple of true love. I saw Anthology, as well. Paul McCartney was a huge douche. I love Yoko for who she is. And the fact...
He's a rebel fighter!
Burnin' Down The House: Talking Heads
Something by the Dire Straights. Er, I can't think of the name right now.
We were somewhere around Barstow when the drugs began to take hold.
YES, I have! I forget where though. Small world. Hmph.
Worships Friedrich Neitshzche. (sp?)
Well, you got answers. :rolleyes:
Egg murderer.
953. Throw it to the flamingoes.
No, that's what I said. I just felt the need to add in an unworthy cause. Well, it's worthy to me and it hurts like hell. I hate anti-biotics....
Stole Jethro Tull's flute!
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