Daily Lyrics

All the lyrics from my daily outgoing voicemail messages, so you don't have to call me every day. So please don't call me every day. Seriously.

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

I Always Thought A Bad Moon Was When A Guy Showed His Hairy Ass

“Hope you have got your things together, hope you are quite prepared to die."

Bad Moon Rising, by Credence Clearwater Revival

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