Adam Oneder (evol A)
"Ina-gada-de-Inga"
:[ lyrics ]:
song begins with a phone message from Inga:
***..if you come over to my house again,
i'm gonna knock you the fuck out!!***
[and then enters Adam 1der]
"......don't think so hard, you're not a machine, don't label 'the fiend', i'm good to go, yeah, O-N O-N-E, huh? Cheerleader friendly. i'll stand on my head to get my thoughts goin in gear, like a Garden Weasel. reasoning all the things as the leaves just rustle, 15 minutes of peak and transindental, meditation, thoughts water trickle down the sink torture drop, stuck in the middle......."
[close to the end, lyrics continued]
"...he who smokes weed with me, is a friend indeed, three men on a match, puff, puff, pass, i'm ditchin' class, spankin' Miss Crabtree's ass, i drive, paranoid paramedic,...don't Pass!"