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 was at an amusement park. I pictured him, a bum, walking the streets of New York with a briefcase in his hand and his head held high. He'd just gotten to the USA and he had big dreams. His story was a tragic one, after his wife was killed by a flying opera singer in a fruit hat back on the streets of London, he'd had enough British bumming around. It was time he went American. Then I realized I was hearing it wrong. =[
4/27/2008 8:09 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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