"Take this, brother; may it serve you well."
You dawg!
When I lived in Santa Cruz Ca he came to town and bought up some pot-growing land in the mountains and played round town from time to time. Boy was he a prick!
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“America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves.”
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You don't have to yearn for love, you don't have to be alone
Somewhere in the universe there's a place that you can call home.
I guess I'll be leaving tomorrow
If I have to beg, steal or borrow
It'd be great to cross paths in a day and a half
Look at each other and laugh.
But I don't think it's liable to happen
Like the sound of one hand clapping
The vows that we kept are now broken and swept
Beneath the bed where we slept.
Don't think of me and fantasize of what we never had
Be grateful for what we've shared together and be glad
Why should we got on watching each other through a telescope ?
Eventually we'll hang ourselves on all this tangled rope.
Oh babe, time for a new transition
I wish I was a magician
I would wave a wand and tie back the bond
That we've both gone beyond.
a tattoo of a negro on your chest
and a red birth mark on your side
Russell Morris "Mr.America"
I wanna be black.
--Lou Reed
i shot my old man back in Oregon
fred
Teenage wasteland
It's only teenage wasteland
Teenage wasteland
Teenage wasteland
They're all wasted!
(What Pete Townshend saw at Woodstock)
"My girlfriend digs it with a baby octopus and a hot yahoo bottle screaming "Alice Cooper, Alice Cooper""
Frank Zappa (Forget the name of the song)
With the money from her accident
She bought herself a mobile home
So at least she could get some enjoyment
Out of being alone
with a opening you know it wasn't going to be a happy song, still that edgy, jarring guitar, the plaintive voice and the trumpet solo at the end get me every time although I often skip it when it comes up on the iPod.....
Papa was a rodeo - Mama was a rock'n'roll band
I could play guitar and rope a steer before I learned to stand
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