Rest, my son
All the big stars sing about love
Which kind of love
Cut the crap
Who’s got the hart on the run
It’s time to rest, my son
There will be a day when
«Hey Babe, let’s make babies,»
Is finally said
And walls will weep and
The ground will shake
We’ll take place in the race
There will be a day when
I love my lover
(Peep kind of love)
1) Get down + lay on Jersey land
2) Breathe deep and shakin' out the nerves
3) Close eyes and dream a little dream
4) Carafe of wine with the wife
Results are finally in and
Boy are the teachers proud
You passed the test!