How sweet it is, to be loved by me, myself and I.
Out of the sky
like a bullet
Comes the order to die.
God plays and favors.
We might as well the whole thing saves.

All the voices are wimped together,
Cloudy, and clear,
Here you'll see something that makes you dear,
Makes you tear,
And makes you here,
Ciacress
you regress
And fret
Others getting wet.
Here you'll see
Progress outer tea,
A way to record
And lets get clear,
No fear,
And don't lear.

Cough it up.
Cover it up.
I don't want it
But you do.
Wrap it up.
I'll take you though.
Easy!
Wrap yourself up.
I'll take you
And a box of cover. Propdog
You look so ****
Like old time movie star
Patrick Medina,
The view of the ocean
And the sun as dusk
In heaven
Reminds me of
Both of you.

Apples,peaches,pumpkin pie by Jay
And the techniques. It doesn't give
Me cold chills (they go over so far)
But it reminds me when I hear it on
Oldies stations of the Vietnam generations
Which I created to love, the things I like to
Think they're generally for, and the soul
That lead singer Jay Greenford to in
Person I bet, plus a whole lurk of a
Tracy great generation for the most part-the
Early name generation before that and the soldiers
who fought then. The World War II generation
I heard was the greatest American generation
I can remember hearing apples,peaches...
Binding from the loud speakers of the square
U.S. recorded among the record stores
At or any times square as I took myself
Wilkornnces
through when
I'd go to New York
In the midstates.

Destry
Rides from the vestry
To pick out his best trees
For either the ridge line or
Tree line - I just can't tell
For his bout with the infantry.
Dastardly and motley are two
Of his favorite men.
Some of them can even root for
The suit for
Destry with his new Dilly Dilly Bar.
I could say
Destry rides again
But I'm just tight again.
yeah, Destry Jones.
The good 'ol Jones Boy.

Old Mother McCreery
Played on her washboard.
Time for nursery rhymes
That aren't worth a dime
But seriously
Yeah steel band music
On the corner of the streets
In Miami
In the old days,
Improvised bands with
All sorts of
Improvised instruments
And little boys
Playing on their miniature sets of bongo,
Ukuleles,and harmonicas.
All
Music in different ways.

Scenic view
Parkland Avenue,
Parkland College,
Parkland cop,
Parkland High School,
Come into view
We'll sue the cop,
For being on top,
But more bloodshed,
Hohum.
Some more excitements?
Some more very serious uptightment!
Most of us are hardly bloodrthirsty.