I down to meet my girlfriends for lunch the ones who to moan and complain about lives just like me, But when I got there, were smiling, they were happy, I thought What's up with that?? the hells up with that? They said just come from our past therapist who took us back to our lives gone by and man they fine And now we feel okay with our present We had one of a past And they the state of your sad pathetic life, why you must have 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 some psychedelic drug thing And I myself in a field (smelling very badly) I heard a grunt and everything black Well when I came to she said, "You're not going to like But your past life was spent as an serf And while a meal of roots 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 crossed?" She said, "I don't think 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 life bad enough, good lord I'm more depressed Cause I was just low life peasant, I past life regressed.
She said, "We're going to try this again, usually the best life comes to the forefront first but maybe there's something wrong with the default mechanism, lets give it another shot.
Well, she took me back further and it got scary I was an ice age who ate a deadly berry And I stumbled out of my to die alone in the snow. I said, "Well when I was ice age chick, did I a man to call mine?" She said, "Honey, you died you were ten at the time." I said, "Well, they started young back then. . .."
She said, "No."
As if my life bad enough 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 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 along the spiral I out miserably.
finally, we reached my life as a plant. And i said, "Cross pollination! I'm LUCKY tonight!" She said, "You were mugwort. And mugwort asexually. (Talk about an early precedent for yourself.)
As if my life bad enough, well now I'm more depressed Cause I was some low life peasant A smelling ignorant serf An ice age chick probably dug up by school kids. Even as a DAMN I couldn't get any action
I past life regressed.