The Prospect Of Change Is A Many-fanged

Shoes Off In The Whale! And Don't Try And Make A Break For The Anus.

I Could Stand On My Head And Flick The Bean Right There At The Dinner Table And My Mom Would Be All, "honey, Christmas Is Family Time, We Should Be Together" And Make Me Finish In Front Of Everyone.

Abby: I Could Be A Slave To Your Darkest Desires. I Can Do Things. Anything You Want. Tommy: Well, That's Terrific, Because We Have A Lot Of Laundry Piled Up And The Apartment Is A Wreck. Abby: Anything You Desire, My Lord. I Can Do Laundry, Clean, Bring You Small Creatures To Quench Your Thirst Until I Am Worthy.

Sweetheart, Wake Up; You've Destroyed The House And I Need You To Suffer For It.

Why Write A Song When No One Can Play The Notes Or Understand The Lyrics?