Hey fat boy, come here, you killed my mother, I'm gonna kill you. Hey fat boy, come here, I'm gonna kill you, I'm gonna kill you. Hey fat boy, asshole, come here, you killed my mother.
Most people are not okay. But they're taking their siestas in the sun. Got some ideas on the way it should be. But most of 'em just carrying on. . Happy colored marbles that are rolling in my head.