Disclaimer: Shadow Hearts is owned by the big Sacnoth in the sky. The original lyrics are owned by Brendan Benson and some random record company.

Good To Me

I got a screwed-up talisman
I put it on and it glows like a lamp
It looks like a squidged tadpole
And it ain't made outta silver or gold
But it'll always
Be good to me
Always
Be good to me
Always




I got a lethal nightbird claw
I throw a punch and it breaks Albert's jaw
I think it's been to the moon and back
(Unless that alchemist guy's just on crack. . .)
An' it'll always
Be good to me
Always
So good to me
Always




I got a girlfriend but she's kinda dead
She got killed by the crap in my head
The masks have been mean in the past
And each time I swear it's the last
But they'll always
Be cruel to me
Always
So cruel to me
Always










Well, I don't know how many of you will know the original song, maybe Brendan Benson isn't famous in your respective countries. Only about three people have heard of him over here and one of them thinks his cat is trying to kill her *cough* Leels *cough*, (long story. . . .), but she has a pathological phobia of all musicians from Detroit so it's only to be expected.


I finally got the Roger Bacon fic started!
Bacon: You wrote ONE paragraph!
Well, it's STARTED at least! I won't be able to upload anything for a while though, because as of 7am tomorrow I will be on a school trip to London. I'll say hi to Halley for ya. . .
Bacon: T_T How could I tell some crappy London Rat joke was coming up??

Haven't a clue what to do with Miss Ma'am. Well, she's not the problem, it's that goddamn army, so Malkovich will be a while. All I've been able to write lately is bad angst poetry and , when drunk, song parodies.

Oh, and. . . NO VOTES FOR BRITAIN ON EUROVISION! YAY! I knew Europe hated us an' it's all Blair's fault. . .