One day while I was sipping some groove juice. I realized that in the span of time we're just babies. It's all relative, time is unreal. We're just babies, we're just babies, man.
Planets be the champ of amplified sound. Swimmin' in this art born up the boogie down. The Rubin Rod Squad flew angles toward the point. Could a wierdo group of bugs slam a gang of funky joints.