posted on Feb, 1 2011 @ 02:32 AM
I want oil in the air and I want it on my face…I want it seeping into my veins…I want my blood to run black with it…hot damn, son, that’s
fantastic…the plague is back...they're gonna say this sounds insane...well, baby, I don’t think I’m Elvis…I don’t need help, it’s…not
yet time to run off and join Santa’s elves, this…whole thing is ridiculous…indeed it is...just like BP is... I’m saying, baby…the whole
thing’s crazy.