Sweet Pickles

What Sweet Pickles and the Clash have in common

They sprinkled moondust in Sweet Pickles' hair...

Finding strange hands in my sweater... euhhhhh!!

Where I live falls somewhere between Riyadh (puritanical) and Pyongyang (broke)

Me? I guess I was a shoulder to cry on...

Unless he's Neil

Stylin', profilin', while in the sun.

In my mind and in my car, we can't rewind we've gone too far. Oh-a-aho oh. Oh-a-aho oh.

You've got Sweet Pickles' body, now you want his soul

Hey, little Pickles, what have you done?

Don't, don't you want Sweet Pickles?

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Sweet Pickles is not expecting to grow flowers in the desert

GREEN = where dreams stay with you, like a lover's voice fires the mountainside
YELLOW = where they don't

My very own graph!

I'll be trying to think of LOTS of these. The possibilities are staggering.

In case you needed it...

Here's some scientific proof (from my favorite member of Texans Interested in Top Shows) that Sweet Pickles' milkshake is, in fact, better than yours.