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 singing this song over and over again, thinking about who the hell was killer-man Jarrow. I convinced myself that he must have been an ancient african hero or something like this. After a while I met a friend whose english was much better than mine (we both are Germans) and she told me the right words. I had been very proud of my "good" english until then...
8/13/2006 4:25 am
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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