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Class Trip to France
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We saw the Louvre/Champ Elysees/Pere Lachaise/Notre Dame
black berets and striped white shirts
our teacher drank a whole bottle of wine
on the class trip to France
Arc de Triomphe/and the Seine/a guy named Mike came out as gay
The Eiffel Tower was a waste of time
me and Molly drank a whole bottle of wine
on the class trip to France
Sacre Coeur/catacombs/Jill got sick on the bus ride home
the hotel smelled, waiters were jerks
all in all I'd say we had a good time
there were no sulfates in the wine
the cigarettes tasted better than here
I'm going back on spring break next year
The Class Trip to France.
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Silent 6B
01:05
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Car Fire @ White Castle
00:49
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Blood Moon
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Blood Moon
Total Eclipse
Blood Moon
1995/2014
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Four Eyes New York, New York
Four Eyes is:
Annie - guitar, vocals
Laurent: guitar, vocals
Leah: bass,
vocals
Jen: drums
Four Eyes' generic band making spell: unicorn skin, eye of newt, lizard tail, hair (with root attached) from virgin, 25 oz Budweiser, rock & roll (powdered).
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