Young
Young
swimming want lost
If you want to get lost in the jungle rhythm, get down on the ground and pretend you're swimming.
mother kids games
Mother Goose, she's on the skids. Sure ain't happy, neither are the kids.
family men looks
Old man take a look at my life, I'm a lot like you were.
book men southern
Southern man better keep your head, don't forget what your good book says.
flower pleasure dies
Most pleasures, like flowers when gathered die.
guitar would-be band
If I could go back in time and see any band, It would be Link Wray and the Raymen.
summer running ohio
Tin soldiers and Nixon's coming We're finally on our own This summer I hear the drumming Four dead in Ohio Gotta get down to it Soldiers are gunning us down Should have been done long ago What if you knew her and Found her dead on the ground How can you run when you know
dream heart night
Lust comes creeping through the night to feed on hearts of suburban wives who learned to pretend when they met their dreams end.
love love-you love-is
Love is a healer and I love you.
guitar links way
Link Wray... He was the beginning of Grunge, way before anybody you know.
abstract
Freedom is an abstract offshoot. You can't describe freedom. How can you describe it? I tried and I failed.
evil may feels
I may not be the devil, but I know just how he feels.
character persons foe
The person who builds a character makes foes.
burned-out burn-out fades
It is better to burn out then fade away