Two by two they come through here, marching, singing, swearing. Waving a banner and expecting free lunches. When it gets dark I'll turn the lights out and they'll expect a bedtime story.Sunday, June 29, 2008
Tiny Pill Jar, Tiny Pills
Two by two they come through here, marching, singing, swearing. Waving a banner and expecting free lunches. When it gets dark I'll turn the lights out and they'll expect a bedtime story.
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