I went down to meet my for lunch the ones who to moan and about their lives just like me, But when I got there, they were smiling, they were happy, I What's up with that?? What the up with that? They said just come from our past therapist who took us to our lives gone by and man they were fine And now we okay with our present cause We had one of a past And they Considering the of your sad pathetic life, why you must been Some sort of cultural in an era gone by! Great. Thanks. Well, I got a session, I lay down on the and she said, Sleep! Sleep! Sleep! Sleep! And my it started reeling like some psychedelic drug thing And I found myself in a field (smelling badly) I a grunt and everything went black Well when I came to she said, "You're not going to like But your past life was spent as an indigent And while a meal of roots and potatoes, You were by a wild boar." I said, "Well that sounds a lot like my last date, are you sure 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 satisfying relationship?" She said, "No."
As if my life weren't bad enough, good I'm more depressed Cause I was just some low 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 default mechanism, lets give it shot.
Well, she took me back and it got more scary I was an ice age chick who ate a deadly And I stumbled out of my cave to die in the snow. I said, "Well when I was 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 pretty young back then. . .."
She said, "No."
As if my life weren't bad well now I'm more depressed Cause I was just some low peasant When I past life
I had a turns out, she was Cleopatra! I had another . . .um . . . she was Cleopatra as well. I had a friend. . . well, suffice to say PMS around that palace must have been a hell But I there. I wasn't anywhere even near that strata. Well, we revisiting my soul as it cycled on down the food chain, and at every along the spiral I out miserably.
Until finally, we reached my as a plant. And i said, "Cross pollination! I'm LUCKY 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 ignorant serf An ice age chick dug up by some school kids. Even as a PLANT I couldn't get any action
When I life regressed.