Saturday, August 27, 2005

Horrible lyrics....gah.

Sometimes, when I'm not paying attention, the jazz show I listen to in the mornings ends and the 'acoustic folk' show starts before I get my defensive CD shield into place.

Today's crime against humanity:

she was Spanish mixed breed,
I was southwest Texas hayseed,
we were all....most....there



Pain so exquisite it would be criminal not to share.

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