For some fucking unlucky reason I find myself on a dustball called earth.
theres loads of people out to get me - i didnt want to be born and live.
theres some people crying about god
they havent got a fucking clue - and nor do i.
oh fucking hell theres a load of ants building a nest next to the termites.
have fucking fun and then whatever is what fucking ever.
Chips - MR to YOU.