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Cast out with the first of winter. Coldest night since they last raised busfare. Seems fitting. In this city it only ever gets this cold after shelters

I awoke so invincible the state indivisible hasn't had the chance to finish me yet. The force of law notwithstanding moans, groans and the sting of student

Hey brother can you spare about a half a quart of rye? Ontario water's killed before and I fear I'm the next one on its mind. I'm damned to review front

Parolaccia vola sulla coda di un randagio Fuggi fame pane secco dietro un autolavaggio Ragazzotti stanno li a fare da cecchini Sputare addosso ai lerci

climb in, lean back. feel the leather on your back. grab the stick, get a chill. you ready for the coming thrill. 0-60 in under five. but there ain't

bad news keeps comin', round the clock. they say law & order, put it to a stop. the president wants more cops. like sittin' 'round waitin', for a bomb

what else can you say. our groovy little plans have gone astray like a deer caught in the light. so our dreams unfurl on the highway of the runaway world

Yea motherfucker we got big cat in this Motherfucker la flare nigga Gucci Mane The motherfuckin' gotto nigga it's a wrap Then the whole industry we got

We can be together Ah you and me We should be together We are all outlaws in the eyes of America In order to survive we steal cheat lie forge fred