A man walking home asks himself the same thing
When's it myyy turn??
Colour yourself in gunz befo re we bring Supper
(If u know What I mean)



Late one evening the gang found a Shiny. What's it doing in there? What's its edge? Everybody turned to Grab it but it was too late, its Shine had 'vaporated before the Sun could Shine. Where the Sun Dont Shine nobody knows. Nobody longer Wishes for the Shinys, or the Shiner that Didn't Land, we shake our hand and meddle with Grands cos its all all right til we settle in the sands...