It's been a fun day so far...
Nov. 14th, 2005 03:41 pmNetwork security is a job for obsessive people.
Laid back guys like me just want to play.
Speaking of games...
"Something To Be"
Or rather "Something to Eat"
Hey man
I don't wanna hear about work no more
I don't wanna talk about what you need
I don't really wanna feel starved no more
Look down now I feel a little too
Rumbly tum
Maybe I should try to find a downtown store
That'll make me some fried food
I need you to tell me what to get you
I've been looking for something
Something I've never had
We're all looking for something
Something to eat
Hey man
Make another one of those pancakes please
Pass another bottle of syrup here
That you'll never get back
My belly is a bottomless sack
Give that shish kebab
You don't wanna get in between hands and mouth
You don't wanna see me after I am full
I'll get a little heartburn
Move back
You don't wanna get breathed on
I can't stand waitin' starving to eat
I can't stand the people that are in front of me
There's so much food
What should I choose
And I don't need somebody
Trying to suggest a meal
It's the same old song
Everybody says you've had too much food
Everybody wanna tell you that you're fat
Wanna make you an example
Till you believe that they're right
Laid back guys like me just want to play.
Speaking of games...
"Something To Be"
Or rather "Something to Eat"
Hey man
I don't wanna hear about work no more
I don't wanna talk about what you need
I don't really wanna feel starved no more
Look down now I feel a little too
Rumbly tum
Maybe I should try to find a downtown store
That'll make me some fried food
I need you to tell me what to get you
I've been looking for something
Something I've never had
We're all looking for something
Something to eat
Hey man
Make another one of those pancakes please
Pass another bottle of syrup here
That you'll never get back
My belly is a bottomless sack
Give that shish kebab
You don't wanna get in between hands and mouth
You don't wanna see me after I am full
I'll get a little heartburn
Move back
You don't wanna get breathed on
I can't stand waitin' starving to eat
I can't stand the people that are in front of me
There's so much food
What should I choose
And I don't need somebody
Trying to suggest a meal
It's the same old song
Everybody says you've had too much food
Everybody wanna tell you that you're fat
Wanna make you an example
Till you believe that they're right