Monday, July 17, 2006

to the extent that i wear skirts and cheap nylon slips, ive gone native, i wanted to know the exact demension of hell. does this sound simple? fuck you! are you for sale? does fuck you sound simple enough? this was the only part that turned me on.
and he was candy all over


come on down to the store
you can buy some more more more more
you can buy some more more more more
you can buy some more more more more

i grew up in a shot gun row, sliding down a hill. out front were the big machines, steel and rusty now i guess. outback was the river, and that big sign down the road.
thats where it all started.

come on down to the store...

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