Sunday, 11 May 2008

R.E.M.

( A tangy concoction cooked up by the Maru Marauder, Bong Avenger and myself! I apologise if this reawakens some of those undead memories you had locked away carefully in your cupboard. But what the heck, it's my blog!)


Whoa, Mine
Is bigger
It’s bigger than yours
And yours is not mine
The lengths that I will grow to
The distances in miles
Oh no, I’ve grown too much
I fucked you up

(chorus)
That’s me with the boner
That’s me in the toilet
Using my erection
Trying to keep up with you
And I don’t know if I can do it
Oh no, I’ve grown too much
I haven’t grown enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I saw your thing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper(heh)
Of every rising hour I’m
Choosing my protection
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a horny,lost and blinded fool, fool
Oh no, I’ve grown too much
I fucked you up
Look at this
Look at this
The height of the century
Look at this
The dick that brought me
To my knees prevailed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I’ve grown too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I saw your thing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was a wet dream
A wet dream

(repeat chorus)

But that was a wet dream
Try, cry, why try?
That was a wet dream
A wet dream,A wet dream
Wet Dream

1 comment:

29A said...

Memories of a pre-summer spent in class listening to off-key renditions of this wonderfully reverse-engineered lyrical masterpiece fill me up with uncontrollable mirth.

HAHAHAHHA