Yeah, Encaitare is right! We don't want his wrath to turn against this topic! Think about what you’re writing! Lord B Wight has feeling too!
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Here is another song:
To the tune of the urban space man by The Bonzo dog doo dah band.
I live on the Barrow downs
I live on the Barrow downs
I've got speed
I've got everything I need
I live on the Barrow downs,
I can fly
I'm a supersonic guy
I don't need pleasure
I don't feel pain (coz I'm dead)
If you were to knock me down I'd fall apart right there
I live on the Barrow Downs, baby;
I'm being dead
My names not Fred
(instrumental)
I wake up every morning with a smile upon my face
My natural exuberance spills out all over the place
I live on the Barrow downs
I'm intelligent and clean
Know what I mean?
I live on the barrow downs,
as a corpse second to none
It's a lot of fun
I never let my friends down
I love our good witch king
I have a huge tomb stone, and lots of other things
I live on the Barrow downs;
Here comes the twist--
I don't exist
Last edited by Hookbill the Goomba; 10-01-2004 at 01:20 AM.
Reason: Rats
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