Free and open with a new state, was the lead of him who had chosin to not skip his blue fate, with hands and feet of joy he was hopin to grip moments of music he couldn't avoid, with nothing to lose he was straight, while believing copin his trip with laundry potions knew about the type art dates Ansi was the way his keyboard typed with undigital world's object representation Nice with a knack lead was his fad and stay under the dream of the lord making light and having a bou

Scarecrow, Tin Man, Lion, and Dorothy Day, was my couch in May, I could tell my bank was calm, my remote so swell gave thanks with my palms  In my peer's show, I thought of the band's prism and the moon being giant, their score's lead was also what I craved, the buzz was no doubt their to stay, I rang that bell and ranked the lunatics on the lawn, my free vote said oh well, last time the sync behaved with my music fan think tank and the gift was the then silent from the scrip

It was Sunday and again my mind inside music did enter, Mr. L’s music-hand-rays really made myself an easy winner, his John Henry sounded...

Hearing Soul Station so fair and nimble, had me smile and show my dimples Aged at only 20 it was 2012, This I Dig Of You was finally put...

On the ottoman their physical rectangleship was boldly with the day through, they had leg room   All the fun of their whim’s cool aiming...

"Go Go Spunk"  It was "party in the room" Proto Punk fits had a hard lead with doom And it was never to be skipped, it was Marquee Moon...

It was "party in the room" Punk Rock fits had a hard lead with doom And it was never to be skipped, it was Marquee Moon It was "our Kvell...

Styx was sailing away and I was one with the band of them the radio again then hit,and Christopher Cross's fun had a hand to lend Barry...

On stage there she stood good-day-trying she was love-lit and enormous   right out of the cage, her flying like a bird, had a different...

On stage there she stood good-day-trying she was love-lit and enormous right out of the cage, her flying like a bird, had a different...

The fine young year was 2020 on time they sung, he flew down gently   Phillip the very good sparrow that I do know flew down onto the of...

she (being b) had me looking and was singing of the behemoth the big wolf who was la tra bombastically bad   and i had on the xa xa fad's...

He was waking up out of the sleepy dream   he was a daydream weaver. And she was the my dome is running queen   he had an in class spunk...

She was the heaven sake’s conductor, She was bearing the outlandish one, She was steering the transmissioned one Myself Me as the...

I Was the leodude in front of the linux screen   I Was the leodude in front of the linux screen, my skin was hardened as a rock-boulder I...

He was finally the bread winner with something to in the desert deliver he was the earner one. After the no lizard treads of the winter...

My soul was wakerife! I being liszt now please, no longer embarrassed with lastery was finally beyond the mastery of the city night life!...

Calling all coveted musician’s with the love of mine, brainiac baroque buds like you are hard to find! All of you genuine geniuses from...

T is for trends which are so clear, It was good enough for me, and the trend’s that day began with my work clothes; my terrible tide’s...

There in the center of the in the moment of the gleaming-giggly-galaxy Stood-hovered a fan of the comedy, gladly he was a silly stranded...