I've never been able to walk straight. Follow the imaginary line that comes out from inside the brain and goes to the feet. The righteousness of my endeavour twists so quickly that I've come to the head that I have to go straight. What's the problem in walking crooked? Righteousness is a little unorthodox. I don't know if it would serve for the purists of go straight are very picky.

varbūt nevajadzēja ģitāru spēlēt. bet vajadzēja. nevis gribējās, bet vajadzēja.
ja tu griez sīpolus, es raudu.
atkal trīc rokas.