We're waiting every night to finally roam and invite. Newcomers to play with us. For many years we've been all alone. We're forced to be still and play the same songs we've known since that day, An impostor took our life away ...
I went to his funeral, To see Barney dead, Most people threw flowers, But i threw his head. I saw his minions, Crying at Barney's grave, I took a cheese ray, And shot all his slaves. I also liked the songs u put on the site! devin - February 23, 2007 - Report this comment ...