ah, the hell with it. |
dandelion boy. |
forget the war, it's memorial day. |
gallant. |
i can't find the way in. what do you mean? never mind, i can't explain it, your in is through me. |
i guess i made it all up. |
when i was a kid, you know, i had no idea i was poor. |
if you are missing edith's ghost dance i will do it for you. |
it was like a tribal sound... i recognized it, but from where? |
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let's give democracy a try. |
reality is like stereolab, it's always somehow the same, but it never gets old. |
shit, man, i think back over the course of my life and it's like a few minutes. |
star baby. |
the americans will leave next year. |
the way. |
when obomba comes home he always brings warplanes. |
copp, would you rather listen to stereolab, or death metal? oh, do i have to chews? |
what's that? you say you're coming apart? i've heard it before. |
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