"something's not working"...
..you said. That's an understatement, I'd say...
Too bad I still haven't figured out how to mend this broken, erm, bike of mine.
posted by Hector Drone at 4:26 PM
Sunday, March 25, 2007
About Me
- Name: Hector Drone
- Location: Athens, Greece
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!!!
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