Thank you brother for the load But I guess that all my stuff is stowed I guess it's time for me to go To get stoned up the road, I get stoned on
The spiders and the snakes you've known me for at least a dozen centuries They know my poison's always at the surface In the bottom of the shadowed
it's very weird and very wide Longhorn skulls and gryphons are carved high above the entrance to the building of the college of psychology. An ocean full
An anorexic young upstart struts down the runway, she is so thin but more gaunt then lean. She cut down on her baby fat the fun way, checked herself
I can see us lost across the mountains and our heads are filled with dental gold and counselling. I do not believe that anyone here has found it but
You say you know what's good for me But you are the worst thing I think I've ever seen. And if you really want to do a favor for me Get out of here
This is my nothing time Tired of always being told what time. Don't follow too close behind the one that walks before you. There are the insect
I saw two miners walking down the road, they had a negress in between them. The dust and mire in the air made it mighty hard to see them. Leading the
A man stands in handcuffs under the underpass. He points to the sand with the toe of his boot And the deputy leads him away. Mister, mister, mister
Open up my trunk box, I think you'll find some things to wear that are not mine. Multicolored garments looking for all the shelves to put themselves
Thank you firemen, thank you G.I.s. thank you operator for getting me this line. But I am not well, I can just tell the bent carousel, the bent carousel
My pet foot is my left foot, I keep it close to me, closer than a beekeeper keeps his bees. I kick it with my right foot when it steps out of line
When a person has too much she can forget what she really needs When you pull the spike from the flesh it is then that the wound will bleed The drawer