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well here we are

Going with Can I Play With Madness. There's something for everyone.

Who cares about the brown acid or Hendrix playing the anthem . The guy that was high as fuck thinking it'd be cool to pet a raccoon. Where is his monument? https://digitalcollections.archives.nysed.gov/index.php/Gallery/217

I sleep well without conscience passing towns I passed before It don't take skill nor luck to never to amount to much. I still got miles and miles and miles of nothing but miles and miles Home's just a distraction I invent when I can make rent Well I'm growin' gray and I'm gettin' old But that don't mean I do what I'm told In fact I've opted out, I've given up See man, money is a thing of the past You spend it once, and it don't come back So says Reverend Bobby Joe Small So that's whats up

Think about the time period when the Bible was current events. There's an awful lot of praying about not getting eaten by lions because there was a decent chance that you, or at least someone you know, was not getting through their day of labor in the desert without being mauled by a lion. Mauled By A fucking Lion.