Years and years have passed since the puritans invaded our soul
Just like those arab terrorists
you’ll never know.
But today the gods can’t make us quake,
we see our lives as situations
Eyes are eyes and teeth are teeth,
well mine are rotten underneath.
I got two ways we can separate from the clan.
if i could fly…i…could…fry.
<FONT>[ October 18, 2001 09:57 AM: 1 Robert ]</font>