Iamabrawler

Descended to the yard Thirty men without jobs Descended to the yard Descended to chop logs The damned winter The cold misery Away from women Steps closer to the flames of Hell Of Hell Descended to the yard Working for a long while Sixty days to work hard Thirty men in denial The boss of our "corp" Got us by the bucks Away from love The head inside the oven of Hell Of Hell Descended to the yard There's no work left in town Descended to the yard Far from the world, shut down I`m calling the great Satan I know about the old legend The one of the flying canoe Please send us home, we know you could I wanna fly in the firmament See again, just fo

Need… Some… Food? It's all good The refrigerator's filled No need to worry about weight Don't spare money for the bill Have pop-corn, maybe chips It's a pleasure for the lips A grilled cheese will make my dinner Cooked the mini-oven manner Leave apron "Kiss The Cook" Throw out the recipe book For I will prepare my meal at a quick pace Soonest to be ready My stomach is happy I stuff my face Stuff my face Stuff my face What else could be better? Well, I still got leftovers That date a week or yesterday Even the lunch from today! Well at least, it'll get saved Heat it in the microwave A few minutes and it's all h