I Have One Speed, I Have One

By The Way, Two Wars Are In An Endless State Of Sorrow. Egypt About Burned To The Ground And All You People Care About Is My Bullshit... Pathetic. Shame, Shame Shame

What They're Not Ready For Is Guys Like You And I And Nails And All The Other Gnarly Gnarlingtons In My Life, That We Are High Priests, Vatican Assassin Warlocks. Boom. Print That, People. See Where That Goes.

The Paramedic Called The Press And Sold Me Like A Loaf Of Bread. This Was News, And He Wanted To Be The One To Report It.

I Was Born Dead. Yeah, The Umbilical Cord Was Like, Floppy Baby, The Whole Thing. Yeah, It Was Bad.

We're Vatican Assassins. How Complicated Can It Be?