J.Smith

there's a man on the street, and he looks at his feet form his window. and he sweares at the sun, and he curses the moon for its shadow. ohh.. take a leaf from his book take a thread from his suite he's a new man and he prays to his god that he reaps

LA LALALALA ~~~~~ Where are you goin' tonight Where do you dance When you turn off the light In your eyes as they're rollin' your hair Spin you around as you lie on the bed But I'm not keepin' time Upon the creepin' vine, vine He was the one made you