destroy your throne. wander off into the street. the monkey is trying to kick the dust and smell the coffee. get some sleep. walk some more. gateway. can you see the light at the end of the rainbow? or what is it that one is supposed to see at the end of the rainbow? garbage. crave. bleak. grime. how many balls can the monkey juggle at a time, you think. but the monkey doesn't care for the circus. the monkey is mad. the circus got it all wrong. way, way wrong. fruit.
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song 1
THE POETRY OF BULLSHIT
(Sunny Musical Emporium, Daryaganj)
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When i hold your hand
I want you to know
You are with me and i am with you
You don't have to be afraid
Of anything,anybody or me :-P
If i say that i love you
Then i may also kiss/hold/fuck you
But if you feel like it
You could fight !
But i could still let you :-P
Also
Nothing changes,
Again i could hold your hand and say
You could be mine & I could be hers
Or we could just keep on playing this game
Forever..forever..forever & forever
I think i love this game :)
G F C G
G F C D
G F Dm G
forever
55 55 55 55 55 slide 58 58 55 53
maa ki aankh bhaenchod
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