Andrew Jackson Jihad - Two-Headed Boy (Neutral Milk Hotel Cover)
Two headed boy,
With pulleys and weights,
Creating a radio played just for two,
In the parlor with a moon across her face.
And through the music she sweetly displays,
Silver speakers that sparkle all day.
Made for his lover who’s floating and choking with her hands, across her face,
And in the dark we will take off our clothes,
And they’ll be placing fingers through the notches in your spine,
And when all is breaking,
Everything that you could keep beside,
Now your eyes ain’t moving,
Now they just lay there in their climb.
I’m fucking ecstatic that this exists
I miss you all
Invade my privacy would ya
I have commitment issues and all I ever wanna do is fuck
Not a stellar combo
Clapter: “lazy political comedy that gets an applause, but isn’t funny enough to get a laugh.”
million dollar idea for a men’s hygiene product: shower helmets for when you see yourself reflected on the shower glass and try to headbutt the naked male encroaching on your territory