Every time she feels down,
Then a light shines off in the distance,
It's him.
So shine brightly big city,
And flare over those feelings

Everyone has a take on the
Interpretation of the language
But the path of definite wisdom
Is a clerical manipulation
And the passion and the future
Evidently present
Is irreversible
but negatively:
tomorrow!
(Oh, new time!)

My love for Sophie,
Becomes even stronger,
And I wonder if I should win her favour?

But the Marquis De Sade ¹,
Would say I am mad,
And that I should fuck with my neighbor.

¹ 17th century enlightenment philosopher who advocated this position

Yes, I want our school destroyed,
This is includes you, darling Tracy,
The books, the computers, the plants,
Miss. Gallant too -
And our little gerbils: timothy and eggspoon.