Baby, UR Giving Me SIDS!
Baby, You’re Giving Me SIDS!
Baby, You’re Giving Me SIDS!
Dash My Brains Out Before You Go Kinda like The Misfits.
What all lonely mariners think about at one time or another: having sex with a fish. Mariner’s Blues
One time, Mike thought that this song was about being cold. Another time about robots. Tierra Del Fuego
This was written by mike! who was delivering a letter to Fiona Apple for his internship at 826LA and he couldn’t help but pretend that he was Paul McCartney writing a letter to Ms. Fiona Apple. Dear Fiona, It’s Me, Paul McCartney