Gregor was down again
Said come on, kick me again
Said i'm so drunk
I don't mind if you kill me
Come on you gutless
I'm alive
how i know it
But for chips and for freedom
I could die
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It's always better on holiday
So much better on holiday
That's why we only work when
We need the money
lyric: Jacqueline, Franz Ferdinand
image: Juergen Teller
who else is in a desperate need of holidays??
2 comentarios:
I AM!
me desperatedly! xx!
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