Slash and burn, return. Listen to yourself churn.
Lock Stu in uniform and book burning, blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.
Light a candle, light a motive, step down, step down:
WATCH A HEEL CRUSH CRUSH UH OH THIS MEANS NO FEAR, CAVALIER, RENEGADE AND STEER CLEAR!
A TOURNAMENT
A TOURNAMENT
A TOURNAMENT OF LIES
Uh-oh, overflow, population common food but it'll do save yourself serve yourself world serves its own needs listen to your heart beat dummy with the rapture and the reverend and the right, right
Face
ส็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็༼ ຈل͜ຈ༽ส้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้
the world is still around as we know it and i think i'm okay with that
METEORS! IT'S RAINING METEORS! SAVE YOURSELVES!
Ugh they're doing some kind of pop culture references inside joke thing and I can't figure out what so I could join in on the fun
This twenty-year-old boy was distinguished from childhood by strange qualities, a dreamer and an eccentric. A girl fell in love with him, and he went and sold her to a brothel...
Haha, how could people not know what this is :/
You hold my heart in your manly hands I wanna feel the throb of your handsome gland. I wanna hold you tight like a newborn kitten, against my flesh like a cashmere mitten. Tickly tick, I'm makin' skin bump heaven and all the way down it's lookin' cleanly shaven. Prickety pricks, it's stubble on stubble I better slow down or I'm in real trouble. Want you, touch you, feel you, taste you! Knick knack whacky whack 'till I see the man stew. spin you around let me see that hole! I'm a tunnelin' in a like a short hair mole. Once I'm inside I'm gonna leave a trace, half in there and half on that face! One finger, two finger, there fingers gone! Mano a mano I love you John!
a radio station in a town i used to live in has been playing this non-stop since 6 am today
You hold my heart in your manly hands I wanna feel the throb of your handsome gland. I wanna hold you tight like a newborn kitten, against my flesh like a cashmere mitten. Tickly tick, I'm makin' skin bump heaven and all the way down it's lookin' cleanly shaven. Prickety pricks, it's stubble on stubble I better slow down or I'm in real trouble. Want you, touch you, feel you, taste you! Knick knack whacky whack 'till I see the man stew. spin you around let me see that hole! I'm a tunnelin' in a like a short hair mole. Once I'm inside I'm gonna leave a trace, half in there and half on that face! One finger, two finger, there fingers gone! Mano a mano I love you John!
That is one of my favourite songs of all time.