Time keeps on slipping into something more comfortable/ Call off your dogs, I am feeling contortable/ I wrote my laws. My lie's inscrutable/
..Don't you wish for yourself a life maneuv'rable?/ In my time of dying I make up for yo' lack o' trying/ Don't give up on giving up 'cuz...
...I breathe in all your sighin'/ I inhale the final breaths of all the finally dying/ and exhale bears, space tigers and fearless fucking lions
Space Tiger : mad mirage of a fever-addled mind or the greatest discovery in the history of interstellar zoology?
Showing posts with label SpaceTyger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label SpaceTyger. Show all posts
Friday, December 18, 2009
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)