Occupant has just purchased a new recording studio from Sony corp.™ Some features: condenser mic, black, two lb, fast-forward, ear jack, the whole schmere. Yards of tape.
Our third anniversary was April 2, and it was commemorated by Q's first busk at the public library.
Tonight's composition: Crows live 40 years
I'm high as an electric kite
Scammin' Freddie's overbite
Should we even ask if no-one's near?
I try to boogie underground
My chauffeur says he's glory-bound
I think I found a fret without a fear
Hoo-wee! Valery!
Why does it depend on me?
Stickin' all your fingers in my pie
Hoo-wee! Valery!
We're not what we seem to be
Fillin' up your boots until you die
A stare-down from a hectic height
You crash into a ruby light
Cuz no one minds if I don't understand
Flower fruits without a bud
Impediments like Elmer Fudd
Or else I should make reference to a band
Hoo-wee! Valery!
Why does it depend on me?
Stickin' all your fingers in my pie
Hoo-wee! Valery!
We're not what we seem to be
Fillin' up your boots until you die
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