Who says the earth is crumbling. And no sky is falling through. Sometimes, I just can't die. . The world should be resembling. But not just right out of view.
I know a shoe salesman. He's an acquaintance of mine. One day he showed me some. Marks on his arms in a line. I did not know what to say. "Do you think those freckles will stay?".
Well, we got no choice. All the girls and boys. Makin' all that noise. 'Cause they found new toys. . Well, we can't salute ya. Can't find a flag. If that don't suit ya.