There are some people that hate this cover but me, I like it.
Dig it today!
Aw, I think the leopard likes you.
Dink
PLASMA
Plasma on the grass
Plasma on the bus seat
But Plasma has no pass
Plasma in the shopping mall
Staining all the gowns
Plasma being ushered out
Of ugly, angry towns
Plasma is my beverage
Plasma is my hope
Plasma is my Parson
Plasma is my Pope
And when I’m dead and buried
With Plasma in my grave
I’ll seep into the soil
No longer Plasma’s slave
Aw, I think the leopard likes you.
Dink