All Things : Saturday nights alright for fighting...GGGGGGGG SEVEN



Sometimes late when things are real.
And people share the gift of gab.
Between themselves.
Some are quick to take the bait.
And catch the perfect prize.
That waits among the shelves.

But Oz never did give nothing to the Tin Dolphin.
That he didn't, didn't already have.
And cause never was the reason for the evening.
Or the tropic of Sir Galahad.
 


They're out ta get me!
They won't catch me!
I'm innocent.
They won't break me! :run:
 


And all my friends are skeletons.
They beat the rhythm with their bones!
Spoondolphin. Oh, hmm.
Spoondolphin, come together with your hands!
Save me, I'm together with your plan.
Save me. Save me, yeah!
 


Roxanne! You don't have to put on the red light.
Those days are over.
You don't have to sell your body to the night! :shocked:

Roxanne! You don't have to wear that dress tonight.
Walk the streets for money.
You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right! :nono:
 
Just fell down an internet rabbit hole and ended up in 1988
 

A friend in need is a friend indeed. A friend with weed is better. :bananasmoke:

I knew you was smoking reefer! :shocked:

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