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Jan 2019
Addicted to it man, just can't let it go
Stunned thunder clap, another good show
The south-side monster on 16th street
Listen to The Words, or just let him be

Words that spilled out
for Jesus & his drink
A Lotus to bloom out of the rough
Double down for one more hit of that stuff

[CH]
Gimme a thunderous clap,Β aΒ slow rolling roar
And I'll always come back for just one more

Austin from Tallahassee
To Jackson Square in New Orleans
The Appalachian trails, to Venice Beach
In Florida it'll leave ya sleeping on the street

You can find it anywhere
There's smoke and drink
There's a gambling man (&a gambling chance)
Under every marquee

[CH]
Gimme a thunderous clap,Β thatΒ slow rolling roar
I'll always come back for just one more

[CH]
.....One more score.

Addicted to it, can't let it be
Every sucker on a stage, (including me)
It's not fame, money or glory we seek
But if you get a taste, it's so hard to leave

Oh, that thunderous clap, that slow steady roar
Always coming back for just one more.
I have a poet friend "Lotus" who was telling me a story about performing when he was younger, (they called him The Words, in Oklahoma) and he was telling me about this experience with the hush, and them tho roar of surprise and thunderous applause that followed a set he had... He said, "I'm addicted to it man, I just can't let it alone, I wanna experience that every time I get on stage now." I told him that's pretty much what I think we're all here for as artists.  (But I said it, by writing him this song :)
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