The Story: Don't eat the fruit in the garden, Eden,, It wasn't in God's natural plan., You were only a rib,, And look at what you did,, To Adam, the father of Man.
The Story: You smell like goat, I'll see you in hell
The Story: All the b***h had said, all been washed in black
I wondered if it was something to do with those odd rubber clothes the S&M fraternity wear to parties. A "latex press" must get the creases out of them.
Then I tried to explain the lyrics to a girlfriend who turned out to be a Patti Smith fan. (Patti wrote the song). After she'd finished hitting me, she played me Patti's version. Which is clearly "late express".
1/7/2010 2:00 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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