Kkkitchens, what were you thinking? Your quality units never stood a chance With a little forward planning and perspective You'd have avoided this But
I'm tired of explaining that it wasn't supposed to be allowed I'd buy it but it wasn't supposed to be like this You can't touch me cos I'm never over
They're always on the highway. They're never on the phone. They only got in trouble cos they're made of stone. And they're not exactly famous. Their
I lost my heart to a city state. I lost my mind in the middle eight. I sang sang sang to my Peggy Sue. I spoke in tongues cos I wanted to. I lost my
There can only be one god in your head she said. There can only be fire in fireplaces and in firewalls. Still I'm scared of losing touch of love. There
One line, the one, Lucky, Lucky, Lucky Jim She needs to be the story at the center of the blast But all I wanted was a chance to get away Since 1987,
I don't want to talk about it I don't want to talk about it I don't want to talk about it I don't want to know She goes In June And so do we Help me
Nick Berry had talent in a previous life Nick Berry had talent in a previous life Nick Berry had talent in a previous life Nick Berry had it all I don
Joy, you better watch her Scattered her heart on your heroes With joy, you better let go Sit on myself and cover myself in joy
Danny keeps beats in a box by the door She's a diligent girl but she's been here before It reminds her of riding a bike Hey hey hey Slovenly ground for
When we were Running around face pressed to the ground. Running flies that I just don't know. Running the scene and it better be me. Running by like I
Fire in the ice-age. Snogs in the moonlight. She's got a new stage. To go with her stage fright. Being getting letters then they stopped. She come in
Together we'll save his balls from fire, from fire Together we'll save his balls from fire He is not the man they think he is at home There is fortune
Note to self, be erect by half-past ten Be strong, be proud, be able, be charmed Be extended, be in motion, be at loggerheads with Chris Like Chris was
Think of life as a battle between ghosts and liars Or think of it as a barrier to self-fulfillment Is everybody made of skin here? Yes, we're all made
Hope fades away while Cassius lays his clay And early in the morning is the only time of day Where we can get our nap in and sleep our way through fire
There's a story on a thimble on a dimple, on a pea And it's absolutely true until the end When they pan out in the titles, we can see you're still alive
This one's for the patriots The new wave good time girls And if it wasn't for the decepticons They'd rule the fucking world In the midst of all the killing