Ciggy wrote:BADLY SHI.TTING IT NOW, ALL TOGETHER NOW!!!!!!!!!
WHEN YOU WAAAAAAAAALK THRU A STOOORM, HOLD YOUR HEAD UP HIGH, AND DONT BE AFRIAD OF THE DARK.
AT THE END OF OF A STORM, THERES A GOLDEN SKY,
AND THE SWEET SILVER SONG OF A LARK.
WAAALK OOOON, WAAALK OOOOOOON WITH HOPE IN YOUR HEART, AND YOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE, YOOOOOOOOOOOU'LL NEVER WALK ALONE.
CMON U MIGHTY REDS GET THE TONSILS WET BELT THE SONGS OUT, BOO THEIR EVERY TOUCH, FECKIN COME ON
major major butterflies going on in my stomach.
C'mon!!!
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