i am on a rampage today a screaming, tugging, internal rampage i am looking for kerosene i want to crawl out of my skin or have the biggest, brattiest tantrum i have ever had
made me think of this - when i'm in that kind of space i love this song - going to town, by the afghan whigs:
Lover mine Get your coat and come outside I wanna take you for a ride On into town
Lover fair We'll be looking sharp, I swear I want them all to stop and stare When we take 'em down
Go to town, burn it down, turn around and get your stroll on, baby I'll get the car You get the match And gasoline
And as we ride Away into the countryside I feel as though I must confide There is a cost When you say Now we got Hell to pay Don't worry, baby, that's okay I know the boss
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made me think of this - when i'm in that kind of space i love this song - going to town, by the afghan whigs:
Lover mine
Get your coat and come outside
I wanna take you for a ride
On into town
Lover fair
We'll be looking sharp, I swear
I want them all to stop and stare
When we take 'em down
Go to town, burn it down, turn around
and get your stroll on, baby
I'll get the car
You get the match
And gasoline
And as we ride
Away into the countryside
I feel as though I must confide
There is a cost
When you say
Now we got Hell to pay
Don't worry, baby, that's okay
I know the boss
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