Mother of cripples bonus track

A restless shadow of a fiddler's elbow plays a tune to staggering feet the burden of his songs the looking glass scorns at this disfigured odious face indeed alone hugging my breast the sun i neglect...

Wake up Maggie I think I've got something to say to you. It's late September and I really should be back at school. I know I keep you amused but I feel I'm being used. Oh Maggie I couldn't have tried...

On the third floor of the hotel There's a pregnant Flamenco dancer In the bathtub is a razor And she's planning her great escape But in a way She's giving up on herself, whoa But either way She's...

Oh, one minute to opening, everybody ! Why are they selling all those dvds so cheap ? Because, Chris, dvds are outdated and obsolete. Like white track stars. On your marks, get set. White guys, go ! I...