HEAD VOID

How do you get INSPIRED?! Oooh, the city air fills up my lungs as I run down Broadway screaming "HEY BIG APPLE, I'M HEEEERE!" My entire life is like the opening to Perfect Strangers. I'm constantly going to a Cubs game and stuffing my brain with hopes and dreams and flight attendant wives. Maybe you walk a mile in my shoes but can you walk a SMILE????? Oh I hope you can! New York: CONQUERED. What's next? L.A.? Philadelphia?! Oooh, maybe the singer of Clockcleaner can kick me in the nuts and let me know what a faggot I am! That would BLOW MY MIND. Wake me up out of this diabetic diatribe with drugs and music that takes a chance! As for me, I still drink soda.