I love this song. It has possibly the sexiest line ever written:
I am a Fire, Gasoline. Come pour yourself all over me.
The Harvesting of Futility
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Friday Music - Angine de Poitrine
I was a guest speaker, and the group was already two wine bottles in. It became more of a back-and-forth with the audience. Okay, even I...
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Another year down. Was in New Orleans, Savannah, Chicago, the Great Wilderness, and San Francisco. I had one of the better years of my life.
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Leaving behind some kick as women in Chicago. I know they will handle the thugs. I'm going to Farm Aid...an all-time classic.
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I was a guest speaker, and the group was already two wine bottles in. It became more of a back-and-forth with the audience. Okay, even I...
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