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
Driving down the road singing at the top of my lungs, I caught myself singing "Armchairs in your neck". I rewound it a dozen times and it's really what it sounds like he says... frankly the actual lyric makes about as much sense. I never convinced anyone my version was right, but I also couldn't find anyone who knew what he *actually* said.
4/20/2009 1:15 pm
Age it happened
Better than original?
Convinced others you were right?
Was partying involved?
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