>> << ... i... don't actually remember if you ever showed me this... i like it. =D

don't suppose i could have the lyrics? >w>

Thanks.

Lyrics:

Wrincewind in the apartment complex
jerking in his boxers to three or more tits
he has nothing better to do
than to save every chat and read them for aid.

Wrincewind, never open to pop culture
and always sticks to Doctor Who and the Guide
he has noting better to do
than to stay up all night and act ignorant.

r:
He can't scritch the ivories
and get pleasure from his music
and he can't remember
but he can remember fallacies.

Wrincewind on the Yahoo Messenger
inviting people to play but denying them fun
he has nothing better to do
than to take off his clothes and cam to the crowd.

Wricnewind on this FurAffinity
showcasing his rat within his coat and pants
he has nothing better to do
than to scribble down crap with no intention.

[r x2]


Yeah - I wrote that in a spell of angst. Whatever compelled me to write the song, I got over it.

ah.x3; well... sorry. >> i must have been some kind of major prick at the time. not that i was ever *that* much of a camwhore...