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Gallons Of Rubbing Alcohol Flow Through The Strip

It hurts when you have to press
that dull little thing 
that you only supposed to use once
and then discard.
Where do you put it? In the garbage can,
my honest friend.
My shyness, pet her flow.

She's only benn five months late,
Even though we haven't had sex for a week.

A mil a day, a mil, I say 
(A meal a day, a meal, I say).
And my heart's made my...

Somebody else already used the word aurora borealis. 
She was tied up in chains,
And someone helped her in the freezer 
(And Sam had helped her in the freezer)

She's only five week late,
and I haven't had a date forever...
ever...ever...forever!

Wish I had more...more opporutuity,
more chances to remember some things,
so I couldn't have so much pressure on my... 
on my... on my..., um...ah, on my...um...um...head.

(solo)

We'd have so much more diversity,
and so much more input,
so much more creative flow,
if we had someone in school, a GIT...
GIT... geeks... in... town.
Ha!... Come on, David, think of one...
(Dave Grohl: Girls In Trouble)
It should be GIC, geeks with Charvels, no GWC

...Fuck man, this is a waste of time!

(laughs) One more solo?  Yeahhhhhhhhhhhh!
Yeahhhhhhh!

(solo)

You're personally responsible for...
The entire strip... to be washed away...
cleansed... as if gallons of, um,
rubbing alcohol flowed through the strip
and were set on fire.
It didn't just singe the hair, it made it straight.
And then Perry Ellis came along with his broom,
and his... silk... and he... 
he erected a beautiful city...
a city of stars.

(solo)