SmoothedShredder Posted June 12, 2006 Report Share Posted June 12, 2006 I was invited to the State Young Writers' Conference out at Cheney, which was aEastern Washington university. And I didn't want to embarrass my son, youknow, and I was gonna behave myself cause I had to live there then - it was achore. But I got on the stage - it was an enormous auditorium; there weretwenty-seven hundred young faces out there, none of them with any prospectsanybody could detect - and off to the side of the stage was the suit-and-tiecrowd of people from the school district and the principals, and the, the mainspeaker following me was from the Chamber of Commerce.Well something inside of me snapped.And I got to the microphone, and I looked out over that multitude of faces andI said something to the effect of:"You're about to be told one more time that you're America's most valuablenatural resource. Have you seen what they do to valuable natural resources?Have you seen them strip mine? Have you seen a clear-cut in a forest? Haveyou seen a polluted river? Don't ever let them call you a valuable naturalresource! They're gonna strip mine your soul! They're gonna clear-cut yourbest thoughts for the sake of profit, unless you learn to resist, cause theprofit system follows the path of least resistance, and following the path ofleast resistance is what makes the river crooked! Hmph!"Well there was great gnashing of teeth and rending of garments - mine. I wasborne to the door, screaming epithets over my shoulder, something to the effectof: "Make a break for it, kids!" "Flee to the wilderness!" The one within, ifyou can find it.Well, I wrote them a nice letter though, as I oozed out of the state, headedfor Nevada City. I sent it to their little literary magazine. I respect kids.I love especially little kids. Little kids are assholes. But they're theirown assholes, see, it's when they, when you grow up and become somebody else'sasshole we're all in trouble, you know, like bankers or B-52 pilots and such. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr_Evil_Mouse Posted June 12, 2006 Report Share Posted June 12, 2006 . God bless Utah Phillips! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
karatespacetiger Posted June 18, 2006 Report Share Posted June 18, 2006 I was waiting for a cross-town train in the london undergroundWhen it struck me that I've been waiting since birth to findA love that would look and sound like a movie so I changedMy plans and rented a camera and a van and then I called you"I need you to pretend that we are in love again" and you agreed toI want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that love is real"And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurdI greased the lens and framed the shot using a friend as my stand-inThe script it called for rain but it was clear that day so we faked itThe marker snapped and I yelled "quiet on the set"And then called "action!"And I kissed you in a style that clark gable would have admired(I thought it classic)I want so badly to believe that "there is truth, that love is real"And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurdI know you're wise beyond your years, but do you ever get the fearThat your perfect verse is just a lie you tell yourself to help you get by? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Dr_Evil_Mouse Posted July 6, 2006 Report Share Posted July 6, 2006 These train tracks run parallel, never shall they meetYou and I on two sides of the same suburban streetWe share the same religion, we hum the same old songsWe learn to keep our distance, we never get alongI say, Oh, Mercy, won’t you shine your light on meTake this blind indifference, and make me seeAll the good around me, all the friends that keep me cleanHuman beings were never born to be so meanI’ve been thinking about my father thinking about his sonCaught between what could have been and the things that we should have doneSometimes I think the only thing that keeps you from someoneIs the pride you never lost and the respect that you never wonAnd I say, Oh, Mercy, won’t you come and shine your love on meTake this blind indifference, and make me seeAll the good around me, all the friends that keep me cleanHuman beings were never born to be so meanThe cost of happiness is rising like the stink of gasolineBlowing down the highway from the trucks and the limousinesAnd in the street the tempers and the V8 pistons flyThe curses run like bottles at the endless passers-byAnd I say, Oh, Mercy, won’t you come and shine your love on meTake this blind indifference, and make me seeAll the good around me, all the friends that keep me cleanHuman beings were never born to be so meanAll the good around me, all the friends that keep me cleanHuman beings were never born to be so meanHuman beings were never born to be so mean Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bradm Posted July 11, 2006 Report Share Posted July 11, 2006 I packed that beat-up trailer'bout as tight as I couldBut I still had to leave a good thing behindAnd I gave my two week's noticeAt the Northwest CompanyAbout a year away from an honest wageFor Kaidy Mae and meAloha,Brad Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
d_rawk Posted September 14, 2006 Report Share Posted September 14, 2006 What a beautiful faceI have found in this placeThat is circling all 'round the sunWhat a beautiful dreamThat could flash on the screenIn a blink of an eye and be gone from meSoft and sweetLet me hold it close and keep it here with meAnd one day we will dieAnd our ashes will fly from the aeroplane over the sea -But for now we are youngLet us lay in the sunAnd count every beautiful thing we can seeLove to beIn the arms of all I'm keeping here with meWhat a curious life we have found here tonightThere is music that sounds from the streetThere are lights in the cloudsAnna's ghost all aroundHear her voice as it's rolling and ringing through meSoft and sweetHow the notes all bend and reach above the treesNow how I remember youHow I would push my fingers throughYour mouth to make those muscles moveThat made your voice so smooth and sweetAnd now we keep where we don't knowAll secrets sleep in winter clothesWith one you loved so long agoNow he don't even know his nameWhat a beautiful faceI have found in this placeThat is circling all round the sunAnd when we meet on a cloudI'll be laughing out loudI'll be laughing with everyone I seeCan't believe how strange it is to be anything ... at all Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
d_rawk Posted September 14, 2006 Report Share Posted September 14, 2006 47 push upsIn a winter-rateSea side motelI feel like Travis BickleI'm listening to Highway to HellIt's a shitty little tape I taped off the radio39 push upsIn a winter-rateSea side motel32 push upsIn a winter-rateSea side motelNot looking too goodNot feeling so well37 push upsIn a winter-rate seaside motelI'm going up again ...Goin' up to go down again(I rememberEntering youEntering youI'm gonna be drunk,so drunk at your wedding)(there's nothin' I'd rather seethan for you to failthere's nothin' I'd rather seethan for you to failand where is the beautythat I once had?where is the beautythat I had once?i feel like i'm becoming a stick in the mudi feel like i'm becoming a Lou Reed - Mistrial stick in the mudthere's nothin' I'd rather see than for you to failand where is the beautythat I once had?where is the beautyi had just once?i hate songs with questions in themi feel like i'm becoming a stick in the mudi feel like i'm becoming a Lou Reed - Mistrial stick in the mud)(she's had everyoneshe made me doubt womenshe said I could do it without protectionthat's not a woman at allshe says she's an angelthat's not a woman at allwell, what kind of angelwhat kind of angel is that?what kind of angelwhat kind of angel is that?it's an angel of deathshe's gonna kill someonewhat kind of angel, what kind of angel is that?) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
d_rawk Posted September 14, 2006 Report Share Posted September 14, 2006 And then you said "No, I’m not from the south,I am from further north than you!"With that you kissed me full on the mouthAnd that was when I knew ..... you were either drunk or you wanted meand, you know, either way I wasn’t going to disagreeBut how did one crazy night turn into six weeksHow can we be going out if neither of us speaksI think we’re the same in many waysAnd I admit we had some memorable daysBut just not very manyI just think we both need more,and we can’t ignore how unhappy we wereI’d been abandoned by her and you needed a friendAll right the night we walked into the sea I guess that was okayAnd when we bought that weird pornographyyeah that was a good dayThe first time I saw your red bikini I just couldn’t help but stareAnd when we counted planets in the skyI was just happy you were thereI guess I'm happy that we were abandoned by her, and you needed a friend.(I should just get out of here and start driving south on Interstate 5But I need to stay near, in case you suddenly remember that I'm aliveBut I have this nagging fear that sex was all you neededI've tried to persevere; I guess I've not succeededAnd is it sexist to say that I thought just boys were meant to behave in this way?And though you seemed quite sincere, will you even recognise my face this time next year?Well I'll remember how your eyes sparkled in the moonlightYou can surely sympathise; I just wanted more than one nightAnd yes there was one particular glance that made me afraidThat you were just seeing me as a chance of getting laid)I love this thread. It's cathartic. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
peipunk Posted September 14, 2006 Report Share Posted September 14, 2006 No I would not give you false hopeOn this strange and mournful dayBut the mother and child reu-nionIs only a motion away, oh, little darling of mine.I can't for the life of meRemember a sadder dayI know they say let it beBut it just don't work out that wayAnd the course of a lifetime runsOver and over againNo I would not give you false hopeOn this strange and mournful dayBut the mother and child reu-nionIs only a motion away, oh, little darling of mine.I just can't believe it's so,and though it seems strange to sayI never been laid so lowIn such a mysterious wayAnd the course of a lifetime runsOver and over againBut I would not give you false hopeOn this strange and mournful dayWhen the mother and child reu-nionIs only a motion away,Oh, oh the mother and child reunionIs only a motion awayOh the mother and child reu-nionIs only a moment away Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Del Posted September 14, 2006 Report Share Posted September 14, 2006 I'm through with standin' in lines to clubs I'll never get in It's like the bottom of the ninth and I'm never gonna win this life hasn't turned out quite the way I want it to be (Tell me what you want) I want a brand new house on an episode of Cribs And a bathroom I can play baseball in And a king size tub big enough for ten plus me --(Tell me what you need)-- I need a a credit card that's got no limit And a big black jet with a bedroom in it Gonna join the mile high club At thirty-seven thousand feet --(Been Done)-- I want a new tour bus full of old guitars My own star on Hollywood Boulevard Somewhere between Cher and James Dean is fine for me (So how you gonna do it?) I'm gonna trade this life for fortune and fame I'd even cut my hair and change my name [CHORUS] 'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars and Live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat And we'll hang out in the coolest bars in the VIP with the movie stars Every good gold digger's Gonna wind up there Every Playboy bunny With her bleach blond hair And well... Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar I wanna be great like Elvis without the tassels Hire eight body guards that love to beat up assholes Sign a couple autographs So I can eat my meals for free --(I'll have the quesadilla, ha-ha)-- I'm gonna dress my ass with the latest fashion Get a front door key to the Playboy mansion Gonna date a centerfold that loves to blow my money for me (So how you gonna do it?) I'm gonna trade this life For fortune and fame I'd even cut my hair And change my name 'Cause we all just wanna be big rockstars And live in hilltop houses driving fifteen cars The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap we'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat And we'll hang out in the coolest bars in the VIP with the movie stars Every good gold digger's Gonna wind up there Every Playboy bunny With her bleach blond hair And we'll hide out in the private rooms With the latest dictionary of today's who's who They'll get you anything with that evil smile Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar I'm gonna sing those songs that offend the censors Gonna pop my pills from a Pez dispenser Get washed-up singers writing all my songs Lip --sync-- 'em every night so I don't get 'em wrong Well we all just wanna be big rockstars And live in Hilltop houses driving fifteen cars The girls come easy and the drugs come cheap We'll all stay skinny 'cause we just won't eat And we'll hang out in the coolest bars in the VIP with the movie stars Every good gold digger's Gonna wind up there Every Playboy bunny With her bleach blond hair And we'll hide out in the private rooms With the latest dictionary of today's who's who They'll get you anything with that evil smile Everybody's got a drug dealer on speed dial, well Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar Hey, hey, I wanna be a rockstar Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MamaPink Posted September 16, 2006 Report Share Posted September 16, 2006 - Hi Barbie! - Hi Ken! - You wanna go for a ride? - Sure, Ken! - Jump in! - Ha ha ha ha! I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world Life in plastic, it's fantastic You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere Imagination, life is your creation Come on, Barbie, let's go party I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world Life in plastic, it's fantastic You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere Imagination, life is your creation I'm a blonde single girl in the fantasy world Dress me up, take your time, I'm your dollie You're my doll, rock and roll, feel the glamour and pain Kiss me here, touch me there, hanky-panky You can touch, you can play You can say I'm always yours, oooh whoa I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world Life in plastic, it's fantastic You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere Imagination, life is your creation Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh Make me walk, make me talk, do whatever you please I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees Come jump in, be my friend, let us do it again Hit the town, fool around, let's go party You can touch, you can play You can say I'm always yours You can touch, you can play You can say I'm always yours Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world Life in plastic, it's fantastic You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere Imagination, life is your creation I'm a Barbie girl in the Barbie world Life in plastic, it's fantastic You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere Imagination, life is your creation Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh Come on, Barbie, let's go party, ha ha ha, yeah Come on, Barbie, let's go party, oooh, oooh - Oh, I'm having so much fun! - Well, Barbie, we're just getting started! - Oh, I love you Ken! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bradm Posted October 4, 2006 Report Share Posted October 4, 2006 You were my hurricaneAnd I was your trailer parkAloha,Brad Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
djmelbatoast Posted October 4, 2006 Report Share Posted October 4, 2006 The bats are in the belfrythe dew is on the moorWhere are the arms that held meand pledged her love beforeand pledged her love beforeIt's such a sad old feelingthe fields are soft and greenit's memories that I'm stealingbut you're innocent when you dreamyou're innocent when you dreamRunning through the graveyard we laughed my friends and Iwe swore we'd be together until the day we dieduntil the day we diedIt's such a sad old feelingthe fields are soft and greenit's memories that I'm stealingbut you're innocent when you dreamyou're innocent when you dreamI made a golden promise That we would never part I gave my love a locketAnd then I broke her heartAnd them I broke her heartIt's such a sad old feelingthe fields are soft and green It's memories that I'm stealingbut you're innocent when you dreamyou're innocent when you dream Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esau. Posted October 6, 2006 Report Share Posted October 6, 2006 You can lie to your Mama, you can lie to your race but you can’t lie to nobody with that cold steel in your face. And the same God that you’re so afraid is gonna send you to hell is the same one you’re gonna answer to when the pin hits the shell Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MarcO Posted October 10, 2006 Report Share Posted October 10, 2006 Alexander Graham BellAlexander Graham BellNote the name and note it wellFather of the modern ageHis inventions are all the rageOf course there was the telephoneHe’d be famous for that aloneBut there’s 50 other things as wellFrom Alexander Graham BellEdison had cylindersBut Bell made records flatWhich we remember gratefully When we play our floppy or CDOf course there was the telephoneHe’d be famous for that aloneBut there’s 50 other things as wellFrom Alexander Graham BellBorn in Scotland, moved awayTo Canada and the USAStudied speech, took a wifeHelped the deaf all his lifeCame up with a threshing machineBefore he made it to a teenAfter years of sweat and toilHe invented the hydrofoilThe respirator was his chanceTo save his baby’s lifeAnd just like the Brothers WrightHe got heavily into flightOf course there was the telephoneHe’d be famous for that aloneBut there’s 50 other things as wellFrom Alexander Graham BellGraham Bell, Alexander,It is tantamount to slanderTo call him just a scientistWhy his inventions top the listEdison, he was a thiefAnd Tesla nuts beyond beliefBut Alexander was a gentSo philanthropic, so well meantFounded Science MagazineWrote a book for kidsBecause he was a caring fellowGave a hand to Helen KellerOf course there was the telephoneHe’d be famous for that aloneBut there’s 50 other things as wellFrom Alexander Graham BellAlexander Bell, GrahamModern life would sure be mayhemWithout tetrahedral cellsX-rays, faxes, decibels I think I’d say, and it’s no fictionWithout fear of contradictionHe improved our lot a smidgeonFrom the age of carrier pigeonTelevision was a thingThat he had all preparedBut he left that to his pupilJohn Logie BairdOf course there was the telephoneHe’d be famous for that aloneBut there’s 50 other things as wellFrom Alexander Graham Bell-Richard Thompson Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hamilton Posted October 11, 2006 Report Share Posted October 11, 2006 I Was Dancing In The Lesbian Bar- Jonathan RichmanWell I was dancing at a night club one Friday nightAnd that night club bar was a little uptightYeah, I was dancing all alone a little self consciousWhen some kids came up and said, "for dancing come with us"And soon I was dancing in a lesbian bar oh ohI was dancing in a lesbian bar oh oh ohWell I was dancing in the lesbian barIn the industrial zoneI was dancing with my friendsAnd dancing aloneWell the first bar things were alrightBut in this bar, things were Friday nightIn the first bar things were just alrightThis bar things were outta sightand I was dancing in a lesbian bar oh ohI was dancing in a lesbian bar oh oh ohWell I was dancing in the lesbian barWay downtownI was there to check the sceneAnd hang aroundWell the first bar things were stop and stareBut in this bar things were laissez faireIn the first bar things were stop and stareIn this bar things were lassez faireand I was dancing in a lesbian bar oh ohI was dancing in a lesbian bar oh oh ohIn the first bar folks were drinking sipsBut in this bar they could shake their hips,In the first bar they were drinking sipsIn this bar they could shake their hipsand I was dancing in a lesbian bar oh ohI was dancing in a lesbian bar oh oh ohI was dancing in a lesbian bar oh ohI was dancing in a lesbian bar oh oh ohWell in the first bar, things were okayBut in this bar things were more my wayIn the first bar things were just okayin this bar things were done my wayand I was dancing in a lesbian bar oh ohI was dancing in a lesbian bar oh oh ohWell in the first bar things were controlledBut in this bar things were rock and rollIn the first bar things were so controlledIn this bar things were way way boldand I was dancing in a lesbian bar oh ohI was dancing in a lesbian bar oh oh oh Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bradm Posted October 11, 2006 Report Share Posted October 11, 2006 I crawled out of bed this morningI could tell something wasn't rightThere were cigarettes in the ashtrayAnd they weren't your menthol lightsAloha,Brad Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esau. Posted October 21, 2006 Report Share Posted October 21, 2006 I know your Daddy hates me and I drink more than a whale but my failures ain’t for lack of trying it’s just a little too late now to prevail. You always knew I was a screw up, long before I screwed us up. You just said it endeared you to me, but in the end you just gave up Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esau. Posted October 21, 2006 Report Share Posted October 21, 2006 I wish I was in Austin In the Chili Parlour Bar Drinkin' Mad Dog Margaritas And not carin' where you are But here I sit in Dublin Just rollin' cigarettes Holdin' back and chokin' back The shakes with every breath Forgive me all my anger Forgive me all my faults There's no need to forgive me For thinkin' what I thought I loved you from the git go I'll love you till I die I loved you on the Spanish steps The day you said goodbye I am just a poor boy Work's my middle name If money was a reason I would not be the same I'll stand up and be counted I'll face up to the truth I'll walk away from trouble But I can't walk away from you Forgive me all my anger Forgive me all my faults There's no need to forgive me For thinkin' what I thought I loved you from the git go I'll love you till I die I loved you on the Spanish steps The day you said goodbye I have been to Fort Worth I have been to Spain I have been to proud To come in out of the rain I have seen the David I've seen the Mona Lisa too I have heard Doc Watson Play Columbus Stockade Blues Forgive me all my anger Forgive me all my faults There's no need to forgive me For thinkin' what I thought I loved you from the git go I'll love you till I die I loved you on the Spanish steps The day you said goodbye I wish I was in Austin In the Chili Parlour Bar Drinkin' Mad Dog Margaritas And not carin' where you are Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
StoneMtn Posted October 27, 2006 Report Share Posted October 27, 2006 Penis severed off with a butcher knifeOnly to be sewn on againA permanent notch on his crotchWill it ever stiffen again? He better keep it in his pants this timeOr he might lose it for goodNow he's doing porno filmsDoes anybody care for sausage? Throbbing Johnny BobbittThrobbing Johnny lost itShe lopped it offwhile it was throbbingBobbitt, BobbittShe lopped it offwhile it was throbbingStop it! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BlindWillieMcTell Posted October 28, 2006 Report Share Posted October 28, 2006 I been meekAnd hard like an oakI seen pretty people disappear like smoke.Friends will arrive, friends will disappear,If you want me, honey baby,I'll be here.Like your smileAnd your fingertipsLike the way that you move your lips.I like the cool way you look at me,Everything about you is bringing meMisery. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
djmelbatoast Posted October 28, 2006 Report Share Posted October 28, 2006 (edited) I don't know what the world may need but I'm sure as hell that it starts with me.That's a wisdom I've laughed at.And I don't know what the world may want But a good stiff drink it surely don'tSo I think I'll go and pour myself a tall oneWhat the world needs now is a new kind of tensionCause the old one just bores me to deathWhat the world needs now is another folk singerLike I need a hole in my headI don't know what the world may needBut a V8 engines a good start for meSo I can drive off and find some place to be surlyAnd I don't know what the world may wantBut some words of wisdom sure could comfort usBut I reckon I'll leave that up to somebody wiserWhat the world nees now are some true words of wisdomLike la la la la la la la la la laAnd what the world needs nnow is another folk singer Like I need a whole in my headI don't know what the world may needBut I never asked for perfectionJeez, I'd just be happy to have your attentionAnd I don't know what the world may wantBut your long sweet body laying next to mine Could certainly raise my spiritsCause what the world needs now is another folk singerLike I need a whole in my headAnd what the world needs now is a new Frank SinatraSo I can get you in bed Edited October 28, 2006 by Guest Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BlindWillieMcTell Posted October 29, 2006 Report Share Posted October 29, 2006 I got green and I got blues and everyday there's a little less difference between the two.So I belly-up and disappear. Well I ain't really drowning 'cause I see the beach from here.I could take a Greyhound home but when I got there it'd be gonealong with everything a home is made up of.So I'll take two of what you're having and I'll take all of what you got to kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love.Sister, listen to what your daddy says.Don't be ashamed of things that hide behind your dress.Belly-up and arch your back.Well I ain't really falling asleep; I'm fading to black.You could come to me by plane, but that wouldn't be the same as that old motel room in Texarkana was.So I'll take two of what you're having and I'll take all of what you got to kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love.Stop me if you've heard this one before: A man walks into a bar and leaves before his ashes hit the floor.Stop me if I ever get that far.The sun's a desperate star that burns like every single one before.And I could find another dream,one that keeps me warm and cleanbut I ain't dreamin' anymore, I'm waking up.So I'll take two of what you're having and I'll take everything you got to kill this goddamn lonely, goddamn lonely love. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hartamophone Posted October 30, 2006 Report Share Posted October 30, 2006 He looked down into her brown eyes,Said, " Say a prayer for me."She threw her arms around him,Whispered, "God will keep us free."They could hear the riders comin,He said, "This is my last fight.If they take me back to Texas,They won't take me back alive."There were seven Spanish Angels,At the alter of the Sun.They were prayin' for the lovers,In the valley of the gun.When the battle stopped,And the smoke cleared.There was thunder from the throne.And seven Spanish angels,Took another angel home.She reached down and picked the gun up,That lay smokin in his hand.She said, "Father please forgive me,I can't make it without my man."And she knew the gun was empty,And she knew she couldn't win.Her final prayer was answered,When the rifles fired again. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bradm Posted October 31, 2006 Report Share Posted October 31, 2006 Well I used to go out in a MustangA 302 Mach 1 in greenTill me and your mama made you in the backAnd I sold it to by her a ringAloha,Brad Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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