Lucky Number Nine

Indie Boys are nurotic. Makes my eyes bleed. Tight black pants exotic. Some loving is what i need. Hey I'm starting to feel o.k. Lucky number nine. Huray. I'm sleepier on the staircase. Mirror in the back of my brain. Makes things, her pants feel great. I used to like to complaine. But. Hey. imstarting to feel o.k. Lucky number nine. Huray. Bloody mary , mother of god. grandpas on the hobby horse again. dampen, broken pants chaifing. I'm running out of ethnic friends. But.. Hey. I'm starting to feel o.k. Lucky number nine. Huray.