Acid Trip
Bivel balather blah. No this is your dog speaking. Yes you are stoned. Don't touch that lamp. Where are you doing Tick. Tick. there's a tick in my fun. Dose this remind youof anything? Follow me. Down down into christmass town. The town of mass for christ. What is mass is it the things that take up space or a great song? Maybe there's a requiem. Tick. Tick. Tick, your late! The baby is overdrew. Your bass is going to fire you. What time are you on? You mist it the buffets gone. Your late. Where were wing wizle. A nice pint is just what I need. Wheres the sangria? Don't ask questions your stoned. Fear is the mind killer. Mine is the feeler. Theres no business like showbuziness so get up on stage and shake it. To much of a good thing can make you love Jesus. Christ Christi what is up with you.
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