There's no ailment in the world, physical or spiritual, that the music of Bauhaus can't cure.
Don't ask me how or why; just accept it for the fact it is or be crushed to death under the weight of your own life.
And by "your own life" I mean "the piano I throw at you."
Don't ask me how or why; just accept it for the fact it is or be crushed to death under the weight of your own life.
And by "your own life" I mean "the piano I throw at you."
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and No...
NO mohawks...
I'm way too faggy eurotrash to do something that cool.
sorry.
It's a stupid joke, but it's mine dammit.
Well, okay, I probably stole it... But still, I love it. So it's not going anywhere.