whew.
after coming home to a power outtage, i began singing (in my head, of course):
my a-part-ment has no po-wer
and the milk is getting sour
but to me it is not scar-y
because i stay a-way from dair-y
oh, the madness.
after coming home to a power outtage, i began singing (in my head, of course):
my a-part-ment has no po-wer
and the milk is getting sour
but to me it is not scar-y
because i stay a-way from dair-y
oh, the madness.