Monday, April 16, 2007

Bang,Bang,Bangland


Wading through the waste stormy winter
And theres not a friend to help you through
Trying to stop the waves behind your eyeballs
Drop your reds drop your greens and blues

Thank you for your wine, california
Thank you for your sweet and bitter fruits
Yes, Ive got the desert in my toenail
And hid the speed inside my shoe

But come on come on down sweet virginia
Come on honey child I beg of you

Come on come on down you got it in you
Got to scrape that shit right off your shoes

(Rolling Stones ........ rolling stones,as the Decider,agrees to the right to bear arms and invade )

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