themagicroundabout
ain't gettin' offa this train they're on
oh, sweet nuthin'

I'll bring the chainsaw!!!

Don't worry about your feet, you will not need them where you are going.

Bring like some spare boots or something as well man.
The ones I'm wearing now...JEEZ they stink!

I'll bring the cake!

Let's us mourn for the incoming death of Meat Puppet.

Good luck with your mother's face!

Um, then, er, I guess I...good luck with that!

I'll be dead by then.

Think this over, and get back to me with your new ideas in the morning.

It was sunny back then. Sunny and... gay.