Fucking brilliant. MY FEETS WAS FLYIN DOWN THE STREET JUST THE OTHER NIGHT... Nothing says "I am a hormone-crazed moron and proud of it" like this song, especially when blasted from the blown-out speakers of an overcrowded 1994 Tercel on Main Street on a summer Saturday night when there's a 30-rack of PBR hidden where the spare tire should be. Gather ye roses while ye may...
Fucking brilliant. MY FEETS WAS FLYIN DOWN THE STREET JUST THE OTHER NIGHT... Nothing says "I am a hormone-crazed moron and proud of it" like this song, especially when blasted from the blown-out speakers of an overcrowded 1994 Tercel on Main Street on a summer Saturday night when there's a 30-rack of PBR hidden where the spare tire should be. Gather ye roses while ye may...