bad haircut, just kinda awful and hideous and homely.

for once in my life
i was contender,

then the door broke my nose
and i was left with a stich and lisp.


god knows what i'd be without you,

a liar

and more self-assured.

gotta get out of this place.

a day in the life.

break on thru.

this is the end,
hey hey mama
said the way you move
,
shes buying
a stairway
to hell in my thoughts.


tiptoe thru the tulips and pick your poison.

next week i'm writing trump and i'm sending him a $5 bill and a framed portrait with my signature so he can hang it on his wall
and feel good about himself.

the world is great its just the way you feel about it.

so feel great
,it's that easy