September 30th, 2005


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Tear the roof off, we’re gonna tear the roof off the mother, sucker

I preemptively called in sick and slept 10 hours. Wow, I remember this feeling of non-grogginess.

You’ve got a real type of thing going down, gettin’ down
There’s a whole lot of rhythm going round

Then Mom and Dad went down to the old house in Pittsboro and we tore the roof off that sucker! Tomorrow, it all comes down.

Ow, we want the funk
Give up the funk

Got back, pulled a nail out of the van’s tire and aired it up, then aired up the lawnmower’s flat tire and gave the front yard its final cutting before winter.

La la la la la
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo, owww!

Now I’m waiting on someone to come buy the old truck parts we found in the house.

Let us in we’ll tear this mother out!