Wednesday, September 24, 2008

stupid punk rocker with a bad haircut



eat a bag of shit
you suck i can't believe the luck you have
its not bestowed upon me
and my pants are falling down
i would have another drink
except it might be poisoned by my mind
and my pants are falling down
i don't know what you've
been drinking but pour another one for me
my pants are falling down
the room is spinning around
my stomach is making funny sounds
i'm falling down
fuck you i hate you is all she said
as she slappedmy face and spit beer on me
and my pant are falling down
she said, you're a no good, ugly,dumb, stupid punk rocker
with a bad haircut
and your pants are falling down
i don't know what you've been smoking
but pack another bowl for me

(diesel boy, i guess its a trend this week...)


um, youre not jesus, youre bob.

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