If It Werent For Venetian Blinds, It Would Be Curtains For Us All by Piebald
I've got to clean my mouth out with soap / I've got to stop swearing / I've got to clean my eyes out with dirt / I've got to stop staring / English was made to be rhymed / or made to be destroyed / organized organism / don't ruffle the feathers / don't touch a thing / call shotgun babe and we can bust out of this popsicle stand / everything good comes to an end / the saddest and happiest day / you will miss that eventually / this white christmas is too much for me / it's not what you look like / it's who you look like / if silence is a crime then everything is guilty / wish that I'd met her sooner / wish that I could consume her / mistress of luna / take care of yourself.