Sunday, October 3, 2010
oh spoon, how i love you.
Bet you got it all planned right
Bet you never worry
Never even feel a fright
Bet you got it all planned right
Never fit to worry
Never even feel a fright.
Single sleeps alone
And I know you don't really mind
Five years by your side
So I know you really don't mind
But don't you love her
Deep down
I said don't evah
Cause it's gonna keep him hanging around
Never
Deep down
I said don't evah
Because it's gonna keep him hanging around
Don't you never think it's right
Bet you think you had to but it doesn't feel right
Bet you never think it feels right
Famous-sounding words make your head feel light
Petals getting picked
With the love-yous
And the love-you-not
Five years going by
Everyone is standing on their side
But don't you love her
Deep down
I said don't evah
Because you're gonna keep him hanging around
Never
Deep down
I said don't evah
Because it's gonna keep him hanging around
But don't you love her
Deep down
I said don't ever
Because it's gonna keep him hanging around
Five years going by
Everyone is standing on their side
Never
Deep down
I said don't ever
Cause it's gonna keep him hanging around
Five years going by
Everyone is standing on their side
I said don't ever need to worry
Cause it's gonna feel all right
Never
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where are we?
. Mike D & Me .
. Adam . Alejandro . Me .
. The closest we'll ever come to ugh, Glee .
. Mike D & I including Jared in our plans even if he's not out .
. Laughing at Mike, Alejando laughing me .
. I didn't want a red cup, is that ok princess?! .
+ Photos taken by Aylssa :o)
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
because you know you wanna know....
. Mac Lethal X Mike D's car .
. tip your bartender .
. for my love of PORNkins .
. Lovin' .
. s'more lovin' .
. Me as the Pickle Predator doin' the robot on tha clock .
i'm talking about the blues!
I walked 47 miles on barbed-wire,
Cobra-snake for a necktie.
Built a house by the roadside,
Made of rattlesnake hide.
Brand new chimney up on top,
Made out of human skulls.
Come on baby take a walk with me,
Tell me who do you love?
Who do you love, now?
Who do you love, now?
Who do you love, babe?
I say: Who now, who do you love?
Tombstone head and a graveyard mind,
Just 22 and I don't mind dying.
Rode around the town with a rattlesnake whip,
Come on baby don't give me no lip.
Labels:
blues,
Jim Morrison,
John Desnmore,
Lyrics,
The Doors
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