Quick template by lu.tiny-universes.net !!Idk I wanted something different from my limited style and I can't make layouts
Quick template by lu.tiny-universes.net !!Idk I wanted something different from my limited style and I can't make layouts
A man walks down the street. He says, "Why am I soft in the middle, now? Why am I soft in the middle? The rest of my life is so hard. I need a photo opportunity, I want a shot at redemption. Don't want to end up a cartoon in a cartoon graveyard. Bonedigger, Bonedigger, dogs in the moonlight, far away in my well-lit door. Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly, get these mutts away from me! You know, I don't find this stuff amusing anymore."
If you'll be my bodyguard, I can be your long lost pal. I can call you Betty.. and Betty, when you call me, you can call me Al.
A man walks down the street. It's a street in a strange world. Maybe it's the third world. Maybe it's his first time around. Doesn't speak the language, he holds no currency. He is a foreign man.
He is surrounded by: the sound, the sound, cattle in the marketplace, scatterlings and orphanages. He looks around, around. He sees angels in the architecture, spinning in infinity.
He says, "Amen and Hallelujah! Na na na na, na na na na. Na na na na, na na na-na na-na. Na na na na-na na na, na-na na nah, hey Jude. Na na na, na na na na."