I went down to meet my girlfriends for lunch the who to moan and about their lives just like me, But when I got there, they smiling, they were happy, I thought What's up with that?? What the hells up that? They said just come from our past therapist who took us back to our gone by and man they were fine And now we feel okay with our cause We had one hell of a And they Considering the state of your sad life, why you must been Some of cultural icon in an era gone by! Great. Thanks. Well, I got a session, I lay on the couch and she said, Sleep! Sleep! Sleep! Sleep! And my mind it started reeling like psychedelic drug thing And I myself in a field (smelling very badly) I heard a grunt and everything went Well when I to she said, "You're not going to like this But your past life was spent as an serf And while foraging a meal of and potatoes, You were by a wild boar." I said, "Well that sounds a lot like my last blind date, are you sure you didn't get the signals crossed?" She said, "I don't So." I said, "Well, I met this tragic, bloody death, was I and indigent serf in a committed relationship?" She said, "No."
As if my weren't bad enough, good lord I'm more depressed Cause I was just low life peasant, when I life regressed.
She said, "We're going to try again, usually the best possible Past life comes to the forefront but maybe there's something wrong with the default mechanism, lets give it another shot.
Well, she took me further and it got more scary I was an ice age chick who ate a berry And I stumbled out of my to die alone in the snow. I said, "Well I was this ice age chick, did I a man to call mine?" She said, "Honey, when you you were ten at the time." I said, "Well, started pretty young back then. . .."
She said, "No."
As if my life bad enough well now I'm more depressed Cause I was some low life peasant When I past life
I had a turns out, she was Cleopatra! I had another friend . . .um . . . she was as well. I had a friend. . . well, suffice to say PMS around palace must have been a living hell But I wasn't there. I wasn't even near that strata. Well, we kept revisiting my soul as it cycled on the food chain, and at every point the spiral I out miserably.
finally, we reached my life as a plant. And i said, "Cross pollination! I'm getting tonight!" She said, "You mugwort. And mugwort reproduces asexually. (Talk about setting an early for yourself.)
As if my weren't bad enough, well now I'm more depressed Cause I was just low life peasant A foul ignorant serf An ice age chick probably dug up by school kids. Even as a PLANT I couldn't get any action
When I past regressed.