“I know by now you think I should have straightened myself out. Thank you, drop dead.”
I know by now you think I should have straightened myself out. Thank you, drop dead.
It's been a long week.
I know you think by now I should have straightened myself out, thank you, drop dead.
lots of interesting shifts of gear.
...something is squeezing my skull... something I just cannot describe... there is no love in modern life...
The Pope of Mope rocks out and still manages to be utterly, gloriously depressing. "There is no hope in modern life," indeed.