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