He's sober. He thinks he is. I say no he's not. I say he's screwing with his mind. Big B's screwing with his mind - big time!
It's late. Pretty late. So tomorrow I'll tell you why. Why Big B's screwing with his mind. It may bore you - even bore you to death. Or just amuse you - and give you a leash on life. But you must wait. Wait for the morning light. Only then will you know why, just why Big B's screwing with his mind.
And if with the break of light, I haven't told you why, just why Big B's screwing with his mind, please know then, he's screwed up with mine. Screwed it up big time.
It's late. Pretty late. So tomorrow I'll tell you why. Why Big B's screwing with his mind. It may bore you - even bore you to death. Or just amuse you - and give you a leash on life. But you must wait. Wait for the morning light. Only then will you know why, just why Big B's screwing with his mind.
And if with the break of light, I haven't told you why, just why Big B's screwing with his mind, please know then, he's screwed up with mine. Screwed it up big time.
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