you know when you were a kid - and perhaps some of you do this now too, I'm one of those individuals - and you'd make a song for everything you said? and it wasn't like a real song or anything... more like just telling a story or plain talking in no particular tune? like in eddie murphy's Dilerious? well, for those of you who know what I'm talking about, please read this blog accordingly. for those of you who don't, well, you're just no fun then, are you! haha
so... I'm lyin in bed, oh ya, in bed, and my eyes are wide open open open open open open, and I can't sleep, shhhhh! can't sleeeeeep! (like bec's nasea tune) got insomnia insomnia, uh huh. and I'm thinkin bout some cute little sheep, cute little sheep, that are s'posed to help me sleep, help me sleep. I'm counting up from 1, and a 2, and a 3, and a 4, and on and on and so forth and so forth! and nothing's happening, no nothing's happening, cuz I got (ready?) insomnia, insomnia, uh huh! so I'm lying here and I think about maybe talkin to the sheep, maybe they are boring to talk to and discussion will make me sleep... hi sheep! how's it goin? say wha? I can't hear you sheepy sheep! quit making that annoying baaaaaaaah-ing noise! ok, you suck! oh ya! the sheep suck to talk to... so maybe I'll run around in circles and tire myself, round and round and round and round except I can't cuz everybody else is fast asleep and so they suck too cuz they are sleeping and I am not. I got insomnia, insomnia, uh huh! wish I had a big fat fatty! a big fat fatty! to do the trick... but I don't, no I most certainly don't... and that sucks too cuz a couple tokes off a nicely rolled pinner would shiver me timbres and the awakeness that lingers around me would fall soundly asleep and then SO WOULD I!
I WANT POT! I WANT POT! say it with me kids! I WANT POT! I WANT POT!
hahahaha
silly silly ramblings of an insomniac.
so... I'm lyin in bed, oh ya, in bed, and my eyes are wide open open open open open open, and I can't sleep, shhhhh! can't sleeeeeep! (like bec's nasea tune) got insomnia insomnia, uh huh. and I'm thinkin bout some cute little sheep, cute little sheep, that are s'posed to help me sleep, help me sleep. I'm counting up from 1, and a 2, and a 3, and a 4, and on and on and so forth and so forth! and nothing's happening, no nothing's happening, cuz I got (ready?) insomnia, insomnia, uh huh! so I'm lying here and I think about maybe talkin to the sheep, maybe they are boring to talk to and discussion will make me sleep... hi sheep! how's it goin? say wha? I can't hear you sheepy sheep! quit making that annoying baaaaaaaah-ing noise! ok, you suck! oh ya! the sheep suck to talk to... so maybe I'll run around in circles and tire myself, round and round and round and round except I can't cuz everybody else is fast asleep and so they suck too cuz they are sleeping and I am not. I got insomnia, insomnia, uh huh! wish I had a big fat fatty! a big fat fatty! to do the trick... but I don't, no I most certainly don't... and that sucks too cuz a couple tokes off a nicely rolled pinner would shiver me timbres and the awakeness that lingers around me would fall soundly asleep and then SO WOULD I!
I WANT POT! I WANT POT! say it with me kids! I WANT POT! I WANT POT!
hahahaha
silly silly ramblings of an insomniac.
3 comments:
Should have been with Zoe and yesterday! We smoke our weekly doobie while the homeless cirled like flie cause we were the SHIT.
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awe, thanks for the invite, yo! haha did you share?
rabbit. me like the beat. uh uh uh uh got a dance for it too. will show ya when i see ya.
see if you can dance to this..
knock Knock..
Who's there?
Tim..
Tim Who?
Time after time.
if you're lost you can look--and you will find me
time after time
if you fall I will catch you--I'll be waiting
time after time
I love that song. hmmmm
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