Silver Birch against a Swedish sky. The singer in the band made me want to cry. We're all inside our own heads now. We are leaving new friends. We are leaving this town.
Ben had men and Martha. Ben had men and you. Ben had men and Martha. And youre in your shoes. . Summer fun tomorrow. Summer fun tonight. Summer fun tomorrow.
petey was the fetid son of pauline up on milk. commie ma the 2nd czar would do do for the filth. oh we know you come and go but see see sickened us. we need scores shit teeny bores that bark bark bark in crufts.