Letras:
Quasi Me My Head

s real except what I feel Time is standing still again How many hours can a minute hold? It's no wonder I'm a thousand years old Oh me and my head alone in my

's real except what I feel Time is standing still again How many hours can a minute hold? It's no wonder I'm a thousand years old Oh me and my head alone in my

me, Goo! All the kids would always beat me, until I'm half-dead Make fun of the size of my forehead But that shit never bothered me, Mama and Mother They

leashes to the rear of the cohorts of conscripts and auxiliaries. The pitiless Iron Phalanx and their Lord Militant Commander had assumed position at the head

digits religion Might sacrifice pigeon's fidget Was created by ancient midgets My kamikaze cronies Listening to Ozzy over Rick Rock's chords Doing quasi

leashes to the rear of the cohorts of conscripts and auxiliaries. The pitiless Iron Phalanx and their Lord Militant Commander had assumed position at the head

listener through the speaker (Is that your beeper?) No it's my phone, I got it on-beeper-and-vibrate I rock's it for my people til my people's pupils

sky. Umbrella dome pin-pricked in lights gonna be a big sky night. My spectacles, my white lab coat my coffee thermos and my notes. I pat my pockets

religion Might sacrifice pigeon's fidget Was created by ancient midgets My kamikaze cronies Listening to Ozzy over Rick Rock's chords Doing quasi religious