I got sick of the London street fashion...too many hats.

It almost seems natural to listen to this song in this house. My parents house. My old stompin house. The house i lived in when i did bad things. Oh, dont worry...i still do bad things, except now they arent bad b/c they are judged only by my conscience, and, uh, im pretty lenient.

Who knew this dude was Green Velvet? Who cares actually. I kinda dont.