rip.the skipped ledger.we bet ourselves,in the heat and the sun.we wanted one too.yesterday we knew and do.some of you of the foo fighters wanted us to click our lighters while you sang your songs.yesterday is on.
the prince and the pauper.the feel good offer.nothing in the box but paper cut lunch.we need a bunch.diet coke and crunch and munch.one in the brady bunch thinks its funny.where do you cash your check,bobby,easy money?
open the lighter,see the flick.we get kicked on off of it.the tip exists,and i knew.i flew to you when we are through.yesterday do,remind me of.we look like the dove. |