I toot lyrics from @AjjTheBand@twitter.com
And then the worst thing happenedThe baby opened his eyes
But I don't like itYou were dead by the time that I had found you
And what makes you think you can be be so neat?And what makes you think you can be so beau-ti-fic?
This heart pumps baby pissSo you will not get out
I like to be liked by people I likeI love to be loved by people I love
We'll climb the tallest branch with a rifle full of dreamsAnd we'll blow the little dickhead up to smithereens
I'd like to think things throughI think you think I lost it
And pees in the desert and dies up the seasAnd melts all the ice caps and makes nature bleed
We could live there together or I'll live alone less happyBut I'll live unfortunately
If this is how you folks make art, it's fucking depressingAnd it's sad to know that we are not alone
You make drugsYou make drugs
I have often wondered if a pregnant woman is decapitated, will the baby survive, will the baby survive?Oh, and I have also wondered if that baby lives his life, what kind of life will the baby lead, and will the baby ever be happy?
How does it feel to leave here?Fifteen notes, fifteen notes
I wish I were a little less of a cowardBut the big red bird that lives under the city
One half of which goes to my brass monkeyThe other half is going to
Truckers are the blood in the veins in the body of AmericaStates are the arms and the legs and the brains and the eyes
I know I had a rough startI'd like to think things through
You don't know what you're worthYou don't recognize your valor
The more friends and family I have dead or dyingIt's harder to define love
They all had been slaughtered by a website-making manWith music in his heart
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