Dear Lord the Surgeon General please excuse Thee Orphans from guilt or consequence ( they seem to have forgotten their kit )... and also while you're there anyone that knows them, loves em....hates em.. whatever......There you go kids READY...AIM....GO!!! its ya get outa jail free card....Wanna pay the piper though?? Always best to cross the palm that gives with the queens shilling ...If rock n roll be the sweat of the damnedest of the damnedest  ( Are you drawnest ??  ) let 's get naked.. maybe we can build a sweatlodge  together... and bond like mothers...who loves ya??? ... ...Thee Orphans..xx