I don’t know but I been told…
C’mon, rhythm! Hut, 2, 3, 4. Black guys help the white guys…
You mean I’m gonna STAY this color?
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I don’t know. Part of me thinks the kid’s right. He asks what he’s done to deserve this. He wants to stay here, fine. Let’s leave him and go home. But then another part of me thinks, what if by some miracle we stay, then actually make it out of here. Someday we might look back on this and decide that saving Private Ryan was the one decent thing we were able to pull out of this whole godawful, shitty mess.
Well , here’s another nice mess you’ve gotten me into.
You invited yourself.
I must say, I really felt quite distressed at not receiving an invitation.
And, by royal command, every eligible maiden is to attend.
I just got an invitation through the mails:
“Your presence requested this evening, it’s formal
A top hat, a white tie and tails”
Nothing now could take the wind out of my sails
Because I’m invited to step out this evening
With top hat, white tie and tails
If you’re blue, and you don’t know where to go to, why don’t you go where fashion sits…
‘UTTIN’ ON THE 'IIIIITZ.
I know what you’re thinking, 'cause right now I’m thinking the same thing. Actually, I’ve been thinking it ever since I got here: “Why oh why didn’t I take the BLUE pill?”
Sometimes it feels like we’re all living in a Prozac nation. The United States of Depression.
Purple in the morning, blue in the afternoon, and orange in the evening. Just like that, one, two, three, four!
I should have cut the red wire.
Not the wed one! Don’t ever push the wed one!
They’re all red wires!
The blue caps are better than any red caps.
Pop quiz, hot-shot.
Please, try to understand. I don’t have the background for this. I mean, the high school I went to, they asked a kid to prove the law of gravity, he threw the teacher out the window!