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