What do ya mean, strange? Let me understand this cause, I don't know maybe it's me, I'm a little fucked up maybe, but I'm strange how? Strange how? I mean, strange like I'm a clown? I amuse you? I make you laugh? I'm here to fuckin' amuse you? How da fuck am I strange? What da fuck is so strange about me? Tell me. Tell me what's strange.
Interpol's "Turn on the Bright Lights" is quite good. Bambi, do you reckon Venetian Snares'll ever come back, well come this time, I like 'em now.
I just dont know "You're right, Marge. Just like the time I could have met Mr. T at the mall. The entire day, I kept saying, 'I'll go a little later, I'll go a little later...' And when I got there, they told me he just left. And when I asked the mall guy if he'll ever come back again, he said he didn't know."
Ha ha you just reminded me of the time Mr T was going to appear at the Empire theatre in Liverpool and I heard these two kids talking about him on the top of the 19 ( I used to sit on the top deck in those days) and I heard one say to the other :"Mr T is on here soon".His mate said "Is he yeah?" and the first kid says"Yeah la I'm gonna have him off for all his chains and tha'".
