Thomas Crapper had a warrant that would make us...
He was said to invent something that we all would...
A moment of silence
A moment of peace...
Feel the heat in my heart,see the beat in my soul...
Old Mother Hubbard
Went to the cupboard...
I don't know you
you don't know me...
This damn banging in my head
waking up is what I dread...
Inside a shop on Willow street
You may stop and chance to meet...
[I woke up feeling kind of sick...]
My head is sore, my stomach aches...
You see that purple crayon
Right over there...
Miss me when you hear the rain.
Miss me till you go insane...
A gas emission
slowly releasing out...
I can't write in colour here
But you'll know what I mean...