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up on the mountain soon. i'll get down, and if i had a right and two more lefts i would travel south to the front side of new thought and end up shooting sparks into the night sky. " ramble on" she yelled . and i started to sing. hell is just around the corner, hot and full of flames
fire and brimstone, but its going to be quiet cool cause i trust the el salvadorian, the Israeli Puerto rican and the summer white boy.
along the way we may pick up the drawl. and continue onward to the planet of paris. there i may search through blades of grass for the sweetest grain of sand and swallow it down.
oh to me of speak of dreams, lightning and skeleton phones.
rupert writes a slue of clues and scatters them in random pay lines.
capture the winter and get lost at sea.
fire and brimstone, but its going to be quiet cool cause i trust the el salvadorian, the Israeli Puerto rican and the summer white boy.
along the way we may pick up the drawl. and continue onward to the planet of paris. there i may search through blades of grass for the sweetest grain of sand and swallow it down.
oh to me of speak of dreams, lightning and skeleton phones.
rupert writes a slue of clues and scatters them in random pay lines.
capture the winter and get lost at sea.