I got bent like a wet cigarette
Then she's comin' after me with the butterfly net.
I'm infected with sarspoxthrax deficiency syndrome. I need a new faceneck. Please donate one.
Get yourself a pistol. Get yourself a dog.
Stay up all night gettin' drunk, sleepin on a hollow log.
I'm going stir crazy like Jack in Teh Shining. But if I go out in this weather maybe I stay sick another two weeks.
I never think of money- I think of milk and honey
Grinnin' like a cheshire cat.
I miss Wrigley and the ivy covered walls and $5.25 light beers.
Can't think. Can't cry. Keep thinking of a suicide- gonna fade coz I'm already dead.
27 dead ends ready to go yeah, what do I want to be when I grow up.
Hell is where you wanna be... I feel the hell on you and me
I feel it every day
It never goes away.
I feel like running laps or taking a nap. There's a lot of pointless threads I could start up on this website's boards... like I'm gonna go fondle my sweaters whats that I said I'm gonna go fondue some cheddar.
i cant keep up i cant keep up i cant keep up i cant keep up.
out of step, with the world.
except the difference is i have a rack of liquor and a fridge fulla guinness. (that i cant drink cos im too scared to stay sick another month). its funny cos im gonna go to the south side irish parade tomorrow and drink enough beer in the cold to probably put me in the mofuckin hospital.
Cross the street from your storefront cemetary
Hear me hailing from inside and realize...
My dog is the best. I should go kill that yuppie cunt and her boyfriend. There's probably like 10 people on this website who would fly, run walk and roadtrip to here to help me do it, too. What the fuck is wrong with people.
V. Vaughn the travelin' vaudeville villain
who dont give a flyin fuck who aint not feelin 'im
Watch whatchu dealin' 'im
Ace King Death Card
For a buck they likely dance a jig or do the hucklebuck-
To Vik it's no big deal, they're just a buncha knucklefucks.
Decode.
Then she's comin' after me with the butterfly net.
I'm infected with sarspoxthrax deficiency syndrome. I need a new faceneck. Please donate one.
Get yourself a pistol. Get yourself a dog.
Stay up all night gettin' drunk, sleepin on a hollow log.
I'm going stir crazy like Jack in Teh Shining. But if I go out in this weather maybe I stay sick another two weeks.
I never think of money- I think of milk and honey
Grinnin' like a cheshire cat.
I miss Wrigley and the ivy covered walls and $5.25 light beers.
Can't think. Can't cry. Keep thinking of a suicide- gonna fade coz I'm already dead.
27 dead ends ready to go yeah, what do I want to be when I grow up.
Hell is where you wanna be... I feel the hell on you and me
I feel it every day
It never goes away.
I feel like running laps or taking a nap. There's a lot of pointless threads I could start up on this website's boards... like I'm gonna go fondle my sweaters whats that I said I'm gonna go fondue some cheddar.
i cant keep up i cant keep up i cant keep up i cant keep up.
out of step, with the world.
except the difference is i have a rack of liquor and a fridge fulla guinness. (that i cant drink cos im too scared to stay sick another month). its funny cos im gonna go to the south side irish parade tomorrow and drink enough beer in the cold to probably put me in the mofuckin hospital.
Cross the street from your storefront cemetary
Hear me hailing from inside and realize...
My dog is the best. I should go kill that yuppie cunt and her boyfriend. There's probably like 10 people on this website who would fly, run walk and roadtrip to here to help me do it, too. What the fuck is wrong with people.
V. Vaughn the travelin' vaudeville villain
who dont give a flyin fuck who aint not feelin 'im
Watch whatchu dealin' 'im
Ace King Death Card
For a buck they likely dance a jig or do the hucklebuck-
To Vik it's no big deal, they're just a buncha knucklefucks.
Decode.
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