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Mel Brooks

Well hi there people you know me I used to run a little joint called Germany. I was number one the people's choice And everybody listened to my mighty

Points of light Shootin' through the tree-stained vines It draws me in To catch a fistful of wind and chime But all day long I heal for the honey Waitin

Eyes shot darts across the room, for cement filled feet holding to the ground. A fight in red sheets. The air grows heavy to the sound of our The rhythm

Turn down your inhibitions tonight cave in, darling. You just might be the only thing I need in life. Turn down your anger, I could follow you home,

Curtain call, this is the last stanza I?ll write inside of this notebook, guarded by angel eyes, with teardrops of crimson that fall from incisions.

Does she have the fever, coursing through her veins? It?s changing her demeanor, makes her ?Supa? crazy. Flailing her arms about a crowded scene dancing

I fell asleep last night waiting for your phone call, and woke up to the sun?s morning kiss with my wall, and an imprint in my cheek from all my cell

Rose petals are falling, crimson and cinnamon in color and texture. These veins aren?t so skilled at holding their water, arteries pumping dust into

You better brace yourself cause the word is ?action.? Just know you?ve inspired this vernacular. A broken record is spinning in circles, adding dramatics