posted by Hector Drone at 3:47 AM
I was born in the year punk broke Days before the king was dead It was the year of the snake I was a red-faced child Who stumbled where he tread Was kept in orderly file My parents named me Hec I tried my hardest to smile And like my daddy said I've tried to be myself Sometimes daydreaming for hours Wishing for a dangerous life Cut the leash some slack Run into the morning light Race the trains by the track Until my mouth feels dry But can you count me? I might let you down In a world that is so sensational No you can count on me I'm for the now Up against the older generation's wall Born in the '70s After a length of time You're this parody Just like the record's stuck Always repeating the past That never liked you before You had no reason to last We're in a silent war A telepathic blast And like my daddy said These are exciting times The future grabs my throat And lets me know it's alright If I believe in love Then I believe in hate too I'll taste the darker stuff To find some lasting truth Well... ok, that was just a song but it sums it up just fine, to be honest. So... what more do you wanna know?... To cut a long story short [i lost my mind] I'm so money baby!!!
5 Comments:
Ι stared at the photo for quite some time and I think that I figured out what this guy’s doing…
So, the correct caption would be papapararamdouvtz [drum sound]..............................“He’s handsome and he knows it. That simple!»
:-)
5:18 AM
Den adeho tha sto po... Ise psonara! Ke epidi den ime stin Athina ke den eho elliniko pliktrologio sou grafo se greeklish pou ime sigouri oti ta sihenese!
2:09 PM
ena boukali sampania sto 2, perikalo.
5:37 PM
take what docman said, then halve that. thats whats goin on :)
11:18 PM
hehehe Dave... close, but no cigar!!!
:-)
1:35 AM
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