Lyrics
I've had a song lyric in my head for the last few days, and I ask you, the internet, to help me out. I -think- it's (soto voce) Crowded House:
"Things ain't cooking,
In my kitchen,
Strange afflications
Wash over me".
Anyone being able to stop the internal jukebox would earn themselves 3 'Cesspit' dollars, tradeable only for genuine 'Cesspit' products, monetary value 0.00001p each.
"Things ain't cooking,
In my kitchen,
Strange afflications
Wash over me".
Anyone being able to stop the internal jukebox would earn themselves 3 'Cesspit' dollars, tradeable only for genuine 'Cesspit' products, monetary value 0.00001p each.