Once there was a band called Qland that couldn't get up to the moon, so they called in a rocket and crashed it fast, some say way too soon. As time went by some pieces would fly, and Coma went way too fast. Years later the boom would bloom and the win would start over again.
I don't trust my government, you never trust a Bush. And she don't trust Dick, I could be President.
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