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chips ahoy...pardon me hello children. im a masons just chillin. we kinda had a chat nite...it wus really kool...this song wus the song of the nite...lol ok well kind of...yeah if u were here ud understand...yeah ok here it is... Pardon Me A decade ago I never thought I would be, at twenty three, on the verge of spontaneous combustion. Woe-is-me. But I guess that it comes with the territory; an ominous landscape of never ending calamity. I need you to hear. I need you to see that I have had all I can take and exploding seems like a definate possibility to me. So pardon me while I burst into flames. I've had enough of the world and it's people's mindless games. So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame. Pardon me, pardon me.... I'll never be the same. Not two days ago, I was having a look in a book and I saw a picture of a guy fried up above his knees. I said, "I can relate, " 'cause lately I've been thinking of combustation as a welcomed vacation from the burdens of the planet earth. Like gravity, hypocricy, and the perils of being in 3-D... and thinking so much differently. So pardon me while I burst into flames. I've had enough of this world, and it's people's mindless games. So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame. Pardon me, pardon me... I'll never be the same. ah...the boat still sails...not w/ ne particular destination however...but yes chips ahoy. Lyrics from Savage Garden's Crash and Burn and are copyrighted to Savage Garden |