Now I know why they called him scrat. With all the 'scratching' to make his fur. :D

Diamonds on my windshield
Tears from heaven
Pulling into town on the interstate
Pulling a steel train in the rain
The wind bites my cheek through the wing
Fast flying, freway driving
Always makes me sing

Theres a duster tryin to change my tune
Pulling up fast on the right
Rolling restlessly, twenty-four hour moon

Wisconsin hiker with a cue-ball head
Wishing he was home in a wiscosin bed
Fifteen feet of snow in the east
Colder then a welldiggers ass

Oceanside it ends the ride, san clemente coming up
Sunday desperadoes slip by, gas station closed,
Cruise with a dry back
Orange drive-in the neon billin
Theatres fillin to the brim
Slave girls and a hot spurn bucket full of sin

Metropolitan area with interchange and connections
Fly-by-nights from riverside
Black and white plates, out of state,
Running a little bit late

Sailors jockey for the fast lane
101 dont miss it
Rolling hills and concrete fields
The broken lines on your mind

Eights go east and the fives go north
The merging nexus back and forth
You see your sign, cross the line,
Signalling with a blink

The radios gone off the air
Gives you time to think
You ease it out and you creep across
Intersection light goes out
You hear the rumble
As you fumble for a cigarette
Blazing through this midnight jungle
Remember someone that you met
One more block; the engine talks
And whispers home at last
It whispers, whispers, whispers
home at last, home at last

I don't know what else, if anything, I'll do to this.... I've been trying to keep two 12 yr. olds in line and have to go get dinner now

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Holocaust.
Its our job to make sure it won't happen again.

x) hope you like it miru !

experiments

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