I'm thinking of a good vacation, gonna foster my evasion, ain't asking for a truce, mixing vodka in my juice, You taste like peppermint toffee to me, how do you do? You taste like peppermint toffee to me, all running down my face White light, like a hole, like a hole, isn't that how it goes? Star fight, hurl a foe, call a foul, ain't ain't ain't got no taint? Furl brow, wish could stall til Fall, a constant phase Good or bad, they walk away. Nothing new to find with each other Apply recursion: within those simulations simulations are watched One Hell, two reservations, can't be so bad