Improdome 8/29/07

Boyfriends betray feelings in her heart. Wake up poets and mortals besieged as you are. Sing it, ring it, bling it. You smell like my dad. Like now and someday I'll grow up. Money can't take away the ache inside. Did you get to meet my mother? Ten thousand volts of dead. Swim away like a gold fish. I'll get away in your car. You wear the tights. It's my home now.