| I personally prefer "small, but perfectly formed" song titles. They speak to me more than "Morrissey on crack ones". I think they're better.
No Fun, by The Stooges.
__________________ Time is the distance that you can't return by miles.
I escaped somehow. Let's go actualy [sic] I have quite a blessed life if I'm honest. I have many people to love, hate few and have few money problem's [sic].... What more does a person need? Oh yeah and I have some kind of humbleness unlike you of course ^_^ ~ CarefulCarpenter |