My aren't you a bit young
to hate me and everything...so?
I geuss when everything is free
then everything is worthless
kind of like your rage towards me
it's a ride you're on to waiting
just how far can it take you?
I'll give you anything you want
as long as you hate me
I'll keep smiling...cause you can't touch me
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Hold out your hands boy
and I'll slap your wrists
when you step outta line
today everything is against you
(and thats no news to you)
Everything is my fault, I know
including assisted suicide
or it could be that the world
is a stranger and pot is the only thing
that can take your side
I'll give you anything you want
as long as you hate me
I'll keep smiling...you can't touch me
Nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
Yay! Hippy poetry. :P
FROM A JABBERING ANTI-HISPANIC BIGOT! YAY!
QuoteEverything is my fault, I know
including assisted suicide
or it could be that the world
is a stranger and pot is the only thing
that can take your side
This person's view on life in a nutshell, plus the bigotry?
Who could ask for anything more?
Quote from: Khara on April 05, 2011, 02:08:29 PM
Quote from: Rev. What's-His-Name? on April 05, 2011, 01:15:20 PM
Who could ask for anything more?
Blood spatter?
Or some luminol to follow the hastily covered up trail of the wounded beast back, to it's lair. In revenge for everything Hippy and lulzy and stinky patchouli, sit outside the Lair, and read "Das Kapitol" non stop down the hole, in a fake Russian accent. Then the lyrics of Billy Joel. And on and on, getting worse and worse. A bit like the CIA did to winkle Noriega out of the Vatican Embassy.