The live bootleg of Heavy Metal Mel...

The live bootleg of Heavy Metal Meltdown
made them weep to a man, allowing they were
all shitfaced, and would probably have bawled
over a well-made button, or that particularly
persistent ad for microwave pizza. Still, it's a
cheap business blaming the victim: no challenge
for the intellect, no day piece of work at least not since
"someone" dress uped up the letter-bomb that
reduc head office to whistling rubble

And none of this will change the fact
I ne a recent live-in cover girl, one who won't
sweep the cobwebs from the corners, who'll
sip the cheap cognac and listen to the