There once was a man from Nantucket. Who's dick was so long he could suck it. He fell on his knees And screamed with the breeze. If my ear was a cunt I would F**k it.
There once was a man from Seattle, Who went about raping the cattle. With the swoop of a cape, A behind the drapes. He beat himself with a paddle.
There once was a man from Maine. Who's dick was in such a pain. So he sat on the can, And made love to his hand. And then he was in pleasure again.
These are from music camp a few years ago. Don't ask how much free time we had. It was too much.
Hey, just letting you know what, and how it is. I recorded it onto Pro-Tools a few years ago using my schools Fender P-Bass. It had old dead strings, but I got it to sound ok through mixing and whatnot. I used 4 tracks. I then took out as much attack as I could from all false harmonics tracks, and gave the false harmonic melody a stereo panning effect where it drifts from left pan to right pan. And there you go. So if there are any questions, feel free to ask.
The morning light dimmers to a standstill. Somewhere, a car is left to rust. Life is stable, life is constant.
I walk to the bus stop. Knees throbbing from previous nights sleep. As I sit, the world moves through darkness. Growing in pace, yet still unnoticeable. Life is stable, Life is constant.
Radiant heat is a oven, In which the cake a life comes. Different flavors, different styles, Yet still the same in principle. Life is stable, Life is constant.
As a mole burrows through the ground, He encounters our lasting impressions on Earth. Life is stable, Life is constant.
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