In the beginning I was the word,
The word was god, in sounds his breathing kept...
Chips and dip,
With a chubby-chubby lip...
Roses are red,
Limons are sour...
At 7:47
i fell outta heaven...
The frogs I have
Made from sand, glass, and full of stuffing...
Oh, the scent of your feet,
is anything at all but sweet...
(Verse One)
He doesn't deserve to be in a store like this, not...
He's about to make his play,
Running and running...
I must go to space and float among the stars,
I will look out the window directly at mars...
A truck driver and a woman have a crash... whos...
the truck drivers...
Barracudas in Her Booty
outside its dark and gloomy...
Beyond the tunnels of the underworld
lived a silly little worm...