sienna charlene

Omg im back

roddy the rat is hot

City dweller, successful fella thought to himself
          Oops I've got a lot of money
          Caught in a rat race terminally
          I'm a professional cynic but my heart's not in it
          I'm payin' the price of livin' life at the limit
          Caught up in the century's anxiety
          Yes, it preys on him
          He's gettin' thin, try the simple life
          He lives in a house
          A very big house in the country
          Watchin' afternoon repeats
          And the food he eats in the country
          He takes all manner of pills
          And piles up analyst bills in the country
          Oh, it's like an animal farm
          That's the rural charm in the country
          He's got morning glory and life's a different story
          Everything's going jackanory
          Touched with his own mortality
          He's reading Balzac, knocking back Prozac
          It's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully blind
          Oh, it's a century's remedy
          For the faint at heart
          A new start, try the simple life
          He lives in a house
          A very big house in the country
          He's got a fog in his chest
          So he needs a lot of rest in the country
          He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh
          Takes herbal baths in the country
          You should come to no harm
          On the animal farm in the country
          In the country, in the country, in the country
          Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why
          Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why
          Oh he lives in a house
          A very big house in the country
          Watchin' afternoon repeats
          And the food he eats in the country
          He takes all manner of pills
          And piles up analyst bills in the country
          Oh, it's like an animal farm
          That's the rural charm in the country
          Oh he lives in a house
          A very big house in the country
          He's got a fog in his chest
          So he needs a lot of rest in the country
          He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh
          Takes herbal baths in the country
          You should come to no harm
          On the animal farm in the country

who reported my bee movie script

SUCH A PRETTY HOUSE AND SUCH A PRETTY GARDEN NO ALARMS AND NO SURPRISES

brit awards were quite shit in my opinion Sam and Liam carried