On the first day of touring, a hippie gave to me a diaper full of brown weed.
On the second day of touring, the sound guy gave to me two minutes soundcheck and a diaper
full of brown weed.
On the third day of touring, a policeman gave to me free parking tickets.
Two minutes soundcheck and a diaper full of brown weed.
On the fourth day of touring, the traffic came to me.
Four hours waiting, free parking tickets.
Two minutes soundcheck and a diaper full of brown weed.
On the fifth day of touring, a bartender gave to me five PBL chips.
Four hours waiting, free parking tickets.
Two minutes soundcheck and a diaper full of brown weed.
On the sixth day of touring, Satan came with me.
Six, six, six, five PBRs.
Four hours waiting, free parking tickets.
Two minutes soundcheck and a diaper full of brown weed.
On the seventh day of touring, some high girl gave to me seven wet treats.
Six, six, six, five PBRs.
Four hours waiting, free parking tickets.
Two minutes soundcheck and a diaper full of brown weed.
On the eighth day of touring, an old man gave to me eight life stories.
Seven wet dreams.
Six, six, six, five PBRs.
Four hours waiting, free parking tickets.
Two minutes soundcheck and a diaper full of brown weed.
On the ninth day of touring, the venue gave to me nine dirty toilets.
Eight life stories.
Seven wet dreams.
Six, six, six, five PBRs.
Four hours waiting, free parking tickets.
Two minutes soundcheck and a diaper full of brown weed.
On the tenth day of touring, the speaker gave to me tenitis.
Nine dirty toilets.
Seven wet dreams.
Six, six, six, five PBRs.
Four hours waiting, free parking tickets.
Two minutes soundcheck and a diaper full of brown weed.
On the eleventh day of touring, a cross-punk stole for me.
Eleven items missing, tenitis.
Nine dirty toilets.
Nine stories.
Seven wet dreams.
Six, six, six, five PBRs.
Four hours waiting, free parking tickets.
Two minutes soundcheck and a diaper full of brown weed.
On the twelfth day of touring, my true love sent to me twelve text messages,
breakups, eleven items missing, tenitis.
Nine dirty toilets.
Eight life stories.
Seven wet dreams.
Six, six, six, five PBRs.
Four hours waiting, free parking tickets.
Two minutes soundcheck and a diaper full of brown weed.
