Oh my wants and my needs, they don’t match.
There’s a hellova hellova catch.
When I want something need comes to snatch
The fact that I don’t need it.
And what I am feelin’
Is a peace of me missin’
Which need is now dissin’
Asking who is cleaning up this shit?
Thank you, friend.
Barry out.
Yard sales and storage sheds baby. That’s what life is all about.
Hey hey hey! The packaging pal!