Comments on: The downside to harvesting http://www.ericwagoner.com/weblog/archives/2004/05/17/the-downside-to-harvesting/ Links, thoughts, and what-not from Athens, GA Fri, 25 Jul 2008 12:57:18 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.0.4 by: Blaise http://www.ericwagoner.com/weblog/archives/2004/05/17/the-downside-to-harvesting/#comment-1698 Wed, 31 Dec 1969 16:00:00 +0000 http://www.ericwagoner.com/weblog/archives/2004/05/17/the-downside-to-harvesting/#comment-1698 Oh, I HATE it when my brain starts singing something it doesn't know the words to. I just want to say, "Stop it brain. You're overreaching. You don't know that song. Shut up shut up shut up shut up." Oh, I HATE it when my brain starts singing something it doesn’t know the words to. I just want to say, “Stop it brain. You’re overreaching. You don’t know that song. Shut up shut up shut up shut up.”

]]> by: crash http://www.ericwagoner.com/weblog/archives/2004/05/17/the-downside-to-harvesting/#comment-1699 Wed, 31 Dec 1969 16:00:00 +0000 http://www.ericwagoner.com/weblog/archives/2004/05/17/the-downside-to-harvesting/#comment-1699 Well I enjoy solving problems. since I can't tell your brain not to sing it, the best I can do is teach it the rest of the words. Judy in disguise, Well, that's what you are, Lemonade pie with a brand new car. Cantalope eyes come to me tonight Judy in disguise with glasses. Keep a-wearin' your bracelets and your new rara, Cross your heart with your living bra. Chimney sweep sparrow with guise Judy in disguise with glasses. Come to me tonight, come to me tonight, taking everything in sight, except for the strings on my kite. Judy in disguise, Well, what you aiming for, A circus of horrors, yeah, Well that's what you are. You made me a life of ashes, I guess I'll just take your glasses Well I enjoy solving problems. since I can’t tell your brain not to sing it, the best I can do is teach it the rest of the words.

Judy in disguise,
Well, that’s what you are,
Lemonade pie
with a brand new car.
Cantalope eyes come to me tonight
Judy in disguise with glasses.
Keep a-wearin’ your bracelets
and your new rara,
Cross your heart
with your living bra.
Chimney sweep sparrow with guise
Judy in disguise with glasses.
Come to me tonight,
come to me tonight,
taking everything in sight,
except for the strings on my kite.
Judy in disguise,
Well, what you aiming for,
A circus of horrors, yeah,
Well that’s what you are.
You made me a life of ashes,
I guess I’ll just take your glasses

]]> by: eric http://www.ericwagoner.com/weblog/archives/2004/05/17/the-downside-to-harvesting/#comment-1700 Wed, 31 Dec 1969 16:00:00 +0000 http://www.ericwagoner.com/weblog/archives/2004/05/17/the-downside-to-harvesting/#comment-1700 No wonder my brain didn't know the words. You'd have to look to Finnigan's Wake to find more incoherent prose. No wonder my brain didn’t know the words. You’d have to look to Finnigan’s Wake to find more incoherent prose.

]]>