Prices just went belly up
On midnight angst
And Soviet love.
So we'll blast
Our cowardly canons
Into the night sky,
And burn
Like flashes of brilliance
Onto the backs of your eyes.
Cause I'm not alright,
And you're not alright,
But we'll be alright.
It was corny to a large degree but I actually think I loved this little piece.

anything tha uses "belly up" gets my vote. Most things anyway.

ill be back.