Wednesday, October 13, 2004

Borage Seed Oil (Countdown to Extinction Club Mix)

You're wound up like a top
The top of that wound is round
How soon now until the special sound?
Where is the mop?
You hold your stress in your bones
I stole your dress with the mold
The one in the cellar that you would have sold
When will we hear the special tones?
The pills seem to help with your mood
Ontario Mills has a special on shoes
I prefer jazz to the blues
Your cochlea's made out of wood

Visual Nutrients is finally over. There will be no more entries. Go away.

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