I will trim your fir trees. And I will light your fire. And I will wrestle alligators. In your swampland of desire. . And I will come upon you. Like lightning from above.
Let's have sex with strangers in the men's room. We could do it and not get caught. Burn down the house where the metal kids live. All the Hendrix posters going up in flames.
I've been to Phoenix. So Goddamn hot. 110 in the shade. I didn't like it a lot. I've been to L.A.. So sunny and bright. So clean and good for you. It don't feel right.