The yakkawobba, adorned in silk scarves and antique jewels. Yeah, one block away, where I walked, where I talked, that's where the buddha left, and yogi came in. Sick, student, aid working, neverending walls in a world that ain't right, tripping now a little - the taste of goodbye, levels of love heaven and hell. McDon drivethrough driving backwards dream for lettuce on the McCheese. Papa Queso tengo chi qi qi lao zi. 528 hurting thank yous for 174 hertz relief, grief, belief, release. X.