Catherine De Barra, you've murdered my thinkin'. I gave you my heart, you left the thing stinkin'. I'd shake from your spell if it weren't for my drinkin'. The wind bites more bitter with each
, that's why the demons are leary. It's our inheritance; this is my robbin hood theory. Robbin hood theory. . Verse one guru. . I seek sun, deceive none, for each one must teach one. At least one must
It's a common misconception that. Beer is a repressive, but a matter of fact. I think, I can tell you from experience that's. Simply not the case. Half 10 and you're down the boozer. Playing pool
