sara: sexless plod
noel: I'm gonna take that tiger outside for a ride...dancing on the road in her candlelight...on the streets we paved with gold....we can ride on, we can ride all night...let the lights go down, me and you are gonna shoot them up....come on, shake your ragdoll baby...from heavenly blood you seem to spring, from heavenly waters you can drink...in and out my brain, running through my vein...
maybe not to you sara, but someone was getting very, VERY lucky.











