remon's Links
If you're havin' trouble with the high school head He's givin' you the blues You want to graduate, but not in his bed Here's what you gotta do Pick up the phone, I'm always home Call me anytime Just ring, 3-6-2-4-3-6, hey I lead a life of crime Dirty deeds (done dirt cheap) Dirty deeds (done dirt cheap) Dirty deeds (done dirt cheap) Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap You got problems in your life of love You got a broken heart He's double dealin' with your best friend That's when the teardrops start, fella Pick up the phone, I'm here alone Or make a social call Come right in, forget about him We'll have ourselves a ball, hey Dirty deeds (done dirt cheap) Dirty deeds (done dirt cheap) Dirty deeds (done dirt cheap) Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap (oh) Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap Oh yeah If you got a lady and you want her gone But you ain't got the guts She keeps naggin' at you night and day Enough to drive you nuts Pick up the phone, leave her alone It's time you made a stand For a fee, I'm happy to be Your back door man, woo Dirty deeds (done dirt cheap) Dirty deeds (done dirt cheap) Dirty deeds (done dirt cheap) Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap (yeah) Dirty deeds and they're done dirt cheap Concrete shoes, cyanide, TNT (Done dirt cheap) Neckties, contracts, high voltage (Done dirt cheap) Do anything you want me to (Done dirt cheap) (Dirty deeds) Dirty deeds, dirty deeds (Done dirt cheap) Yeah
Cold and windy
Dark and stormy
Let me float your way
Please don't ignore me
What you Grugs really need's a soft, fuzzy man
(An ambient man)
A trick of the light to love you tonight
You don't understand, there's nothing quite like a soft, fuzzy man
Can't you see me?
Why can't you see me?
I'm all around, all cold and dreamy
What you Grugs really need's a soft, fuzzy man
(A wisp of smoke man)
To waft over you and cloud up your view
So show me your hands and wave them right through a soft, fuzzy man
Although I have no arms to hold you in a human passion burns within me
I need to feel like I exist
So please baby please baby step into the mist
Don't be nervous
No, don't be nervous
I'm not like other guys who have a surface
What you Grugs really need's a soft, fuzzy man
(An atmospheric man)
A shimmering puff of indistinct love
What's better than the vague embrace of a soft, fuzzy man?
Who seeps through your thoughts
Who makes you see spots
Who blows through the air
Who plays with your hair
I know it sounds crazy, but once you go hazy, you'll understand
I'm your soft, fuzzy man
"Don't you dare put me anywhere close to that cuck of a man! I am going to either have a mental breakdown or beat the living shit out of him, and honestly, I don't want to do either of those."
"Oxo? Do you mean Okashi? Ahaha! Don't think much about it. I have known him for a while but I can say he has been a little... unsane these last years. So take what he says with a grain of salt, yes?"