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mom zorak brakography! |
2003-03-25 - 2:25 a.m. "STARS OF THE LATENIGHT" hoodlums and hooligans trying to make the gain are falling for a loss and damage of the brain destruction of the human spirit laid upon their plains drinking up prosperity with water from the rains the weavers of dreams are running out of thread the hostile takeovers have people seeing red miners and majors walk among the dead with pathetic excuses for injuries of the head there's a poor display of strangeness sitting on my floor with answers to questions of an imaginary war midnight lovers and birds on the shore are waiting for the dawn of a neverending bore because the stars of the latenight are freezing cold losing their youth before they're getting old pride and glory on the streets of gold breaking and fixing the proverbial mold
gimme a brak - welcome brak kotter
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