I can't be stopped, but Ben got me where I am today. I don't know if he's as proud of that as he should be, but Ben, if you ever need a sandwich or a cab fare or whatev, please let me know. And also, write a song about me. And make it nice, please.
in a drunken stupor, hanging off the
end of the earth with my pinky nail the
other night, i remembered that one time
ben made sure that i didn't fall off
when i was in much much greater danger
of doing so. one cup for another and i
know your my brother.
testies!!!!
tight pants, but he knows it would come
off like biting my style. C'est la
package.
that leaves me wishing that "you"
was "me".
end of the earth with my pinky nail the
other night, i remembered that one time
ben made sure that i didn't fall off
when i was in much much greater danger
of doing so. one cup for another and i
know your my brother.