Pain. Can't get enough. Pain. I like it rough. Pain without any love. Cause I rather feel pain than nothing at all.
Hmmmn. Song of our times. Artist unknown.
Me i still prefer johnny m
Now... With a turn of a dial, the song changes. Where is my john wayne? Where is my prairie song. Where is my happy ending? Where have all the cowboys gone?
Okay? Hmmm? Dial continues to turn,
My kitty and i remain un-impressed.
Good night my little and seemingly vast universe. May your music be better than mine this evening.