Everybody Knows That You're Insane

… You wanna know

Why you feel so hollow?

Because you are

You're missing out?

Well, if you say so

Then you're missing out

… Everybody knows that you're insane

Everybody knows that you're insane

… You wanna know

Just how long you can hide from

What you are?

Not very long

I have been lost

Down every road I follow

Out in the dark

On my way home

… Everybody knows that you're insane

Everybody knows that you're insane

Everybody knows that you're insane

Everybody knows that you're insane

… But I feel nothing, am I better yet?

But I feel nothing, am I better yet?

But I feel nothing, am I better yet?

But I feel nothing, am I better yet?

… Everybody knows that you're insane

Everybody knows that you're insane

Everybody knows that you're insane

Everybody knows that you're insane

-Queens of the Stone Age

Party Like A Rockstar

[Intro: Shop Boyz]

Yeah (P-P-P-I-T Productions)

Y-y-yeah

Y-y-yeah

Y-y-yeah, t-t-totally, dude

[Chorus: Shop Boyz]

(Yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rockstar, t-t-totally, dude

[Verse 1: Fat]

I'm on a money makin' mission but I party like a rockstar (Okay)

I'm flyin' down 20 lookin' good in my hot car (Okay)

You know them hoes be at my show, grabbin' where my chain go

I'm tryna rap and hold my pants, but this ho won't let my thang go

I yuu like I yuu, 'cause you know them hoes be tryin' that

Oh don't you know I fuck with fine dimes that look like Pamela

They fine and they hot, bruh, when I'm in the spot, bruh (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I party like a rockstar

[Chorus: Shop Boyz]

(Yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rockstar, t-t-totally, dude

(Yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rockstar, t-t-totally, dude

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[Verse 2: Meany]

Ha, ha, party like a rock star (Woo)

Do it with the black and the white, like a cop car (Yeah)

(Whoop, whoop) Me and my band, man

On a yacht with Marilyn Manson, gettin' a tan, man (Yuu)

You know me, with a skull belt and wallet chain

Shop Boyz, rockstars, yeah, we bout to change the game

(Change the game? Uh-oh) They know that I'm a star (I'm a star)

I make it rain from the center of my guitar

[Chorus: Shop Boyz]

(Yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rockstar, t-t-totally, dude

(Yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rockstar, t-t-totally, dude

[Verse 3: Sheed]

As soon I came out the womb, my mama knew a star was born

Now I'm on the golf course, trippin' with the Osbournes

I seen a show with Travis Barker, Rockstar Mentality

I'm jumpin' in the crowd just to see if they will carry me

Ayy, white bitches wanna marry me, they see me they just might panic

My ice make 'em go down quick, like the Titanic

Yeah, I'm with the Shop Boyz, you know what we do

I'm surfin' screamin' "Cowabonga, totally, dude" (Totally, dude)

[Chorus: Shop Boyz]

(Yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rockstar, t-t-totally, dude

(Yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rockstar, t-t-totally, dude

[Interlude: Shop Boyz]

T-t-totally, dude

[Chorus: Shop Boyz]

(Yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rockstar, t-t-totally, dude

(Yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rock, party like a rockstar

(Y-y-yeah) Party like a rockstar, t-t-totally, dude

-Shop Boyz

Happy Sweetest Day!

Just another day in the Interzone.

A veritable Trojan Horse of dance parties. Call a friend!

One evening the patriotic lesbian step mom was out back by the fire. She was pleasuring herself quite nicely. Her lover's son and a friend caught her stroking her clit to the flames of the inferno. They had just got back from boarding school for the Thanksgiving break. She saw them both with their abs gleaming by the fire and wanted them both. Soon it ensued one with his cock in her ass and the other licking her already soaking pussy. Then her lover and his mother came home from her job and immediately condemned the actions. But the boy and his friend continued on the sweaty and wet step mom as she climaxed. His mother exclaimed, no she is mine! Tacking the entire group and began to lick and suck every protrusion and orifice. The flames grew higher and higher into the dusk of the evening.

Learn to cross dress with the best o' em.

A blood bath.

What a conundrum?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????All work and no play makes Jack a dull fuck boi.

It's always something.

From the Bible to the Koran. Wasn't the rapture this past week?