the sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
and what else was i gonna say?
heading out the door, to visit my friend rose
i heard gunfire
from the living room
television
pollard feels like a tree
he's fearless and free
rock musicians are fighting a war
but they don't know which side they're on
and they're on anesthetics the whole time
medic! more! just a little pinprick
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not paranoid when you should be just one of my normal keyboard improvisations, nothing special, except that it's recorded on a real grand.
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who is this 'distillusioned' chick? she is cranking out some bad ass shit!
well.. if u guys get bored, bring her to salty, to the blue moon. :-)
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