And the thing about a lib is he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, he doesn't even seem to be livin'... 'til he quotetweets ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'.
Ah yes. The five essential quints.
And the thing about a lib is he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, he doesn't even seem to be livin'... 'til he quotetweets ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'.