Jeden Tag zum Frhstck it er. seine essigsaueren Schweinskncherl. im Zwiebelsud. In dnnem Rinnsal. luft Schwei aus dem Hut,. die Gesichtsseite entlang in den Kragen..
Manchmal hat man die Schnauze. so gestrichen voll, da man sich am. liebsten verabschieden wrde,. von dem ganzen Wahnsinn.. Aber das ist das Leben!. Ich habe Sehnsucht.
I got something I know you want. You say that I'm the sweetest lover your cherry bomb. You got something you know I need. I say that you're my favorite honey you make me sweet.
LBJ took the IRT. Down to 4th Street USA. When he got there. What did he see?. The youth of America on LSD. LBJ IRT. USA LSD. LSD LBJ. FBI CIA. FBI CIA.
Plan for your leisure. Through the long cool night. That sleeps into day. Gave you part of my paradise. But then you locked me up and flattened the key.
I got life, mother. I got laughs, sister. I got freedom, brother. . I got crazy ways, daughter. I got headaches and toothaches. And bad times too like you.
Seasons are changing. The evening's closing in. Buy a small house down. Where everything looks bright. And cleaned so right. I hope I can see you. You seem so far away.
I believe in love. I believe in love. I believe in love. I believe in love. I believe that now is the time. For all good men. To believe in love. I believe that now is the time.
Humari Zindagi Kya Hai. Hey... Shaooray Zaat Ki Khaatir Hi. Bus Ek Azmaish Hai. . Humari Larzishain. Hum Ko Sikhaati Hain. . Nai Raahain. Dikhati Hain.
Arterial obscurity putrid in my veins. Bloody bubbles... Obstructionist. As unusual occurence bursting in my swamped veins. My arteries... full of evil grease.
Mutilated body parts autopsied human pieces. Portions of sectioned bowels full of fetid feces. Septic wastes from the morgue must be eliminated. Piles of putrefying remains will be incinerated.
far beyond the bounds of the medical profession. where lunatic inmates are the victims of the sane. When illness is health, medicine becomes perversion.
Macerating in cellular reject. Toxic liquids are deadly retained. Incrustation of crescent nephrite. poisoned cruor urocemic fomite. . Nephrosis.... In nephrotic blue....
I love my job. as many people do. because of my profession. my sickest dreams came true. They laughed at me. because I am an alcoholic. Now I hate mankind.
Each day that passes makes me stop and ask,. "Why so such hurt and pain on this ole planet?". "Why are we so deaf to each others cries?". "To their tearful eyes?" "Why do we close our minds?".
The other day I heard somebody say. that their sweet baby upped and walked away. for some reason no they didnt say.. Im sure they didnt treat their lover the right way..
We put the F U back in fun, serve it up with a smile. You ain't heard this type of stuff in a while. I want your ears right now, ante up, buck stops here.