@migu music@

You (single) - Joan Of Arc

oh no, here comes tornado!

and there goes the neighborhood

the house is flying high

and the laundry's drying really good.

oh rest. where are the pets?

little kittie litter specs bite us on the _

puss n' boots too if the wind made you flew

your _ lunch tables from the high school

uh uh uh uh

uh uh uh uh

EEEE

oh yes! tornado took a left

too late. everything's gone.

we're all having lawn sales

no time to yawn

how much for that _?

oh, i think it's free.

mr. and mrs. johnson are crushed beneath the tree.

if it's not tied down, i'll be in jail _ up my ass

smuggling b-day cakes

my mama mama mia mia say things like

"all things truly pass"

even this, a song about a storm's about to form in the sky.

the naked eye doesn't see all the thoughts in the street,

only skulls wearing hair and most likely outer wear.

oh well.

oh well. i guess it's time to clean.

yes, let's __

and why's she so mean.

perhaps she's on her period,

a volcano about to burst.

at least all the vampires will quench their blood thirst.

are things easier in hell?

are things easier in hell?

are things easier in hell?

are things easier in hell?

are things easier in hell?

are things easier in hell?