MOTEL MURDER MONEY MADNESS

MOTEL MURDER MONEY MADNESS

brooke

piss number [27 Jun 2007|11:55pm]

[ music | what a wonderful world ]

pissing on your neighbors concrete porch
with ingrown flower pots

before or afterwards singing

99 bottles of beer on the wall.

hahhahahhaha

by myself.

and the rock n roll nurse is making it worse.

1 are|tramps

THE MAN WHO THOUGHT HE WAS GOD [29 May 2007|11:08pm]

[ mood | tired ]

[ music | cock sparrer ]

I

I am going to fuck the world
I am going to fill it with hot sperm
Mmm mmm, I can't wait
I am a giant erection
I am ALL COCK . . .
and the world
is ALL CUNT


                                          ( MEL LYMAN)

tramps

issac newton [16 Feb 2007|02:04am]

[ mood | pink eye ]

[ music | bye bye love ]

diarrhea, conjunctivitis , simon and garfunkel , issac newton consume my body tonight

tramps

learn to forget [08 Dec 2006|01:13am]

[ music | frosty ]

Let me sleep all night in your soul kitchen
Warm my mind near your gentle stove
Turn me out and I'll wander baby
Stumblin in the neon groves

learn to forget.

keep my integrity intact.
what else do i have to lose.

this is my edict to myself.

on another note i think there is a beast in my garage
cause i hear noises of growling and such. but i will sit here and remain calm
my method of killing , stare the beast down , turn him into stone with the force of my fingers and toes.

2 are|tramps

[04 Dec 2006|11:50pm]

[ music | rick james ]

All you give to me
Is lean love
I'm like a beggar in the sand
With the sky in his hand
And I'm blue

O black day
All you give to me
Are your wild ways
Well you're the love of my life
And then you gorge me with a knife
And I'm blue, that's untrue

Lightening
All the heavy world
Is frightening
I'm talking to you
I'm like a child in the sand
On the beach of the land of you
And i'm blue
Oh I'm your friend
Dig your head

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