The Man Who Only Sings One Song
He’s singing. Singing the same song he sings every day. You can sit there for an hour, and he’ll sing the same the same song. You can’t really make out the words. You can hardly make out the tune.
I Am Punk
Sometimes, you sit back in life. You watch as the fools around you are jumping into mosh pits. And man, does it feel good when you’re watching them get beat up, and you are nice and safe, unhurt, unattacked, no scars.