I went down to meet my girlfriends for 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 What the hells up with that? They we've just come from our life therapist who took us back to our lives gone by and man they were And now we okay with our present cause We had one of a past And said: Considering the of your sad pathetic 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 it started reeling like some psychedelic drug thing And I myself in a field (smelling very badly) I heard a grunt and went black Well I came to she said, "You're not going to like this But your life was spent as an indigent serf And while foraging a of roots and potatoes, You attacked 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, I met this tragic, bloody death, was I and serf in a satisfying committed relationship?" She said, "No."
As if my life weren't bad enough, 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, 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 me back further and it got more scary I was an ice age who ate a deadly berry 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 enough now I'm more depressed Cause I was just low life peasant I past life regressed
I had a friend out, she was Cleopatra! I had another friend . . .um . . . she was as well. I had a friend. . . well, suffice to say PMS around that must have been a living hell But I wasn't there. I anywhere even 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.
finally, we reached my life as a plant. And i said, "Cross pollination! I'm LUCKY tonight!" She said, "You were mugwort. And reproduces asexually. (Talk setting an early precedent for yourself.)
As if my weren't bad enough, well now I'm more depressed Cause I was just some low life A smelling ignorant serf An ice age chick dug up by some school kids. Even as a DAMN PLANT I couldn't get any
When I life regressed.