redpaints

Well, my red pants
They're the pants of that Japanese pimp.
He never existed.
But I do have red jeans.
Satoshi Kon will confirm it from heaven.
First I saw them in a dream.
and then it was an impossible thing.
But this color is on my ass now.
I stole the mood of a Japanese yakuza pimp from a dream.
I swear he hid surrikins in rubber bands around his ankles.
His hair the color of tar and his white shirt.
This is my mood.
I'm a thief from dreams
And I have no face.
But these red pants are on my ass right now.
You have a question
About the price of our girls
They're all geishas no doubt.
The belt is a western made of oxhide.
It seems to need sleep to finish the job.
Tollbooth low-slung pants.
I'm a fashion designer.
Our pants are always at risk of falling down.
Ouija, you're writing a script with pants falling down?
It's horrible.
I need an hour of sleep. And finish the work.
Do we have an alarm clock?
I don't have to take my pants off?
That's Ouij's right attitude.
I dreamt today that I was picking huge apples from someone else's apple tree.
They were growing like buds, but I knew where to look.
Yes I was spotted - bad dream.
Yes red pants go with anything.
Well this awesome color is wearing on my butt right now.
Purple was made from seashells, right Caesar?
They don't know you're wearing Japanese pimp pants.
His hair is the color of tar.
Well, mine is the color of copper.
That's okay.
Your mood is his white shirt.
Satoshi Kon drew it?
You drew a belt from a western.
It's a masterpiece.
Go to bed or you won't turn in your work.
I like the mood, it's cherry berry colored.
That pimp never existed, did he?
Is that me? Satoshi is me?
No.
Go to bed. You have one hour.

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