Jonny zero

Fare you well my crazy bitch. honey fare you well my scandalous honey bun All them crows that were once singing flew with you away and left me alone gonna leave this old broke down palace on my hands and my knees i will roll roll rollmake myself a bed by the waterside in my time in my time i will roll roll roll its a far gone lullaby dome many years ago momma momma many worlds ive comr since i first left home looky here it's just me again The Travelers Rest psychotic the self and adequate neurotic yet I'm philanthropic and bruise to the bone with exotic and topped off with erotic the rock quarry creeper the original lighthouse keeper address second silo just 18 miles east of Shiloh been down to Earth ever since I fell and i swear i cant still tell if i stoppdd at heaven orvwent straight into hell yet im durging down on a light beam im spitting lightening disrupting your frequencies and doing it frequently I'm martyring your firstborns murdering your father's turning your mothers into slave workers and marrying all your daughters then you van catch me in a pub sipping on a bud smoking on some bud playing with my nuts while grabbing on ladies butts 2:00 is last call but we're all still balls to the wall and the car full of sluts next stop corner of you and me and busting nuts and he's sick you may be sicker but I'm the sickest when it comes to nasty old dirty bastard ain't got shit on me not only do I keep shit stains in my drawers so I can keep it so funky but I also leave logs of doo doo and save it for later put it on a plate with a bake potater and i always say grace before 3very supper and around here tweaks creep for weeks can't eat don't sleep around here people come from miles around just to get a hit and walk from many more just to get a taste of my dick yeah I'm so sick I once went to church and let the nuns suck my dick while I played with her clit with the tip of a crucifix so fuck all you one two threes and three two ones so fuck all you blues and reds get ready to run and fuck the white sheets and the green sheaths and fuck the beats with the purple and pink and tell me where the hell was I at when this day came when my home became administrative director and my life became nothing but a guest in a less privileged area where every household needs its own personalized Johnny fives so he can wipe our asses every time we get done taking a shit telling us how to live in planning the futures of our kids and all our independencies are replaced with hardware software updates and annual mandatory maintenances