*I was only 15 when I wrote this.. so be nice!
Living in imagination...
The windows all open
gentle breezes drifting in...
I love potatoes, they're awesome, they're great,
I eat potatoes when I awake...
I bumped into this grumpy old man
and he told me that his name was Stan...
I'll be married to a drug lord
In Columbia we'll live...
This morning I woke up late
Eggs and sausage was what I ate...
Do you hear them calling?
Cookies and Milk, Cookies and Milk...
He laid her on the table.
So white clean and bare...
I walk into Brick Memorial,
with a frown upon my face...
We count one up to five
Then we say the ultimate of life...
A buttes boy in a club try chat up a buff chick...
BUTTAZ BOY:HI sexy can i have your number...
Sorry bout the car dad,
the tree looked like a twig...