Monday, October 01, 2007

Singin' songs for pimps with tailors
Who charge ten dollars at the door

I'm looking for some thought control.

I would like to turn my mind over to the government.

I need someone to think for me.

I need someone to tell me what to do.

I need someone to tell me what to say.

I need someone to tell me how to act.

I need someone to tell me.

I need someone.

I need.

I need.

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