Just turn to the left 'n look around, because it's there somewhere! if you ain't found it, better hurry up! the folks down there's on auto-destruct, and so can you be, too! (de fact o' de matter S made for you!)
Try it on a saturday 'bout four o'clock in the mornin', or even a monday, at midnight, when there's just a few of them severely ignint white folks doin' the peppermint twist (for real)
In a black sack dress, (with nine-inch heels), and then a guy with a blue mohawk come in, in serious leather...
(and all the rest of whom for which to when-so-never of partially indeterminate biochemical degradation seek 'the path' to the sudsy yellow nozzle of their foaming nocturnal parametric-digital w
Wheat/inter-faith geo-thermal terpsichorean ejectamenta)
In serious leather! in serious chains!
'n den dey works de wall! dey works de floor! dey works de pipe! 'n dey works de wall some more!
In serious leather! serious chains! serious clothing!
From when they come downtown from the ruins of studio '54 to twist 'n frugg, in an arrogant gesture to the best of what de 20th century have to offer, including a generous supply of 'ignint mcnuggets'!
Quentin robert de nameland down there right now, with a whole face-full of 'ignint mcnugget', looking for a virgin with nice breath!
