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Tuesday, August 24, 2004
My latest song! Yesterday morning I was running along the street, I tried to chase her but she gives me cold feet. She boarded the bus and it began to go away, I should have stood still but my feet wouldn’t stay. Oh, screw my feet, they don’t know how to behave, My feet act so weirdly, Soon they’ll be digging my grave, Oh, screw my feet, they don’t know how to behave, My feet act so weirdly, Soon they’ll be digging my grave. I chased after the bus and I knocked on its door, The driver thought I was mad and slammed the pedal to the floor, I hung on tightly to the handle at the side, Those few minutes were a hell of a ride... The driver stopped the bus and he opened the door, I let go of the handle and collapsed on the floor, The people in the bus all were staring at me, And in the window her face I swear I could see… I boarded the bus and took a seat next to her, But she was wearing a thick coat of fur, My feet are allergic, to thick fur coats, Before I knew it, I was kicking like a goat, I kicked the guy infront of me; I kicked the guy behind, I kicked out at just about everyone, It was as if I’d lost my mind. Oh, screw my feet, they don’t know how to behave, My feet act so weirdly, Soon they’ll be digging my grave, Oh, screw my feet, they don’t know how to behave, My feet act so weirdly, Soon they’ll be digging my grave. The men all got up and they pinned me to the ground, But my crazy legs were still lashing around, One hell of a fat man, turned around and sat down, The crunch of my bones made a deafening sound. Oh, yes my feet, at last they’ll behave, Now I can jump up, out of my grave. The girl I never ever saw again, I guess I only had my crazy feet to blame….
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