I’d wear your black eyes, bake you apple pies.. I just wanted to be your housewife.
December 2009
There lies my love. I’ll hide it under a blanket, lull it to sleep..
I love coffee, I love tea, I love the java jive and it loves me.
Good morning. How are you? I’m Dr. Worm.
Hope you’ll be more tender in your next affair. I trust you’ll think of me dear, when you’ve time to spare.
So many things worth burning for…
Don’t touch me, I’m a real live wire. Psycho killer, qu’est-ce que c’est?
Feel that I’m getting ill, chills run down my spine..
Don’t look at me that way, it was an honest mistake.
If you don’t love me now, you will never love me again. I can still hear you saying we must never break the chain.
But, why a donkey? And why an Italian donkey?
Still my favorite alternative christmas song.
I’d rather fight than have to lie.
I wouldn’t want you to starve now, that wouldn’t be nice.
I do not use the sword of my tongue to lash out at the enemy.