2 trombones and a crossbow
these are vile times; i blame your mom
Monday, September 20, 2004
Best Rock Lyrics Ever® 38
we will eat out of their pantries
and their parlors
ashy leavings on their beds
and we'll unload into their heads
on this mean season
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