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Don’t Preach Me
Don’t preach me religion like there’s something you can prove; being good at treading water doesn’t mean you can move. Don’t preach me politics from the safety of the status quo; saying that you understand doesn’t mean that you know. … Continue reading
Idol
Don’t want to be an American idol, good for a season and then tossed away; held up like Jesus and the King James Bible, blamed for the country’s future going astray. Don’t want to be an American idol, hawking potato … Continue reading
This is Bliss
I don’t know what you know, I only know what I’ve been told; I don’t know just when this thing started, I only know it’s getting old. I don’t know where we’re going (barely remember where we’ve been), but I … Continue reading
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Tagged apocalpyse, knowledge, lyrics, relationships, responsibility, sacred cows
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Slip, Trip, Stumble and Fall
I had it easy, or so I’ve been told: good luck and fortune to have and to hold Plenty good lovin’ and good-timin’ friends Who swore they’d back me up until the end But all too easy, it slipped right … Continue reading
What Was It Garcia Said?
What was it that Garcia said? “There’ll always be those in the crowd that want the beat and nothing more”: repetitive, and fast and loud, so they can dance. No need for words. Besides, a lyric can erect a barrier … Continue reading
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Tagged commercialism, crowds, disappointment, Jerry Garcia, lyrics, music
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