No heart, no courage, and no brains
Friends, Romans, Countrymen lend me your ears...
Southern fried glory
Watermelon ready to explode...
Life is cheep
So is dirt...
Christmas dawns early, for winter, at least.
I wake up, looking forward to my presents...
A bomb has exploded in my living room,
And my Dad is doing SUDOKO...
My neighbour has a little kid,
For friendship's sake let's call him Syd...
I have seen her at the party
in a distance, she is so comely...
What to do,
Sittin in detention...
Whispers of conversation
silence of intimidation...
To me you are my everything,
To you, I am nothing...
Richard is mommy and George is your pappy,
But the Publicans are in control, so do not...
I read this in the paper,
And it really made me think...