Jack White, live at AMEX Unstaged.
Ay winner.
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Today we salute you, Mr. Wear Really Tacky Clothing Fashion Blogger
Today we salute you, Mr. Wear Really Tacky Clothing Fashion Blogger
(Mr. Wear Really Tacky Clothing Fashion Blogger)
Any fashion blogger will wear rare items from online stores, you take your clothes from the racks of Folded and Hung.
(Whoa, it’s hanging low there)
Flaunting your red shoes and folded shorts regularly, you don’t care for the mocking glances of your audience.
(Keep on flauntin’)
What’s pyjamas for the elite, is haute couture for you.
(So HOOOOT in here baby)
While other men will balk on wearing yellow belts, you wear it proudly and pose with your signature swagger.
(You got SWAAAAG)
So crack open an ice-cold Coke Light, Mr. Fashion Sensation. ‘Coz when you say you did fashion, we know it’s a job well done.
(Mr. Wear Really Tacky Clothing Fashion Blogger)
“Night of Sleepless Love,” Federico García Lorca
We two, the night ahead, the full moon looming:
I began to weep while you laughed.
Your scorn became a god, and my complaints
were little doves and moments in a chain.
We two, the night ahead, Crystal of Pain,
and you wept over deep and distant things.
My sorrow was a clump of agony
resting on your fragile heart of sand.
The dawn drew us together on the bed.
Our mouths were waiting near the frozen spout
of blood that spilled forth in an endless flow.
The sun came through the shuttered balcony
and the coral of life opened its branch,
and settled here upon my shrouded heart.
Sad to see Google WAGE go. :(
Lagi nalang…
