"I said fee fi fo fum, cassius clay, here i come. 99 100 101 102, yer maw wont even recognize you". Yeah if i could get off my lazy ass i'd work on my collection of dylan covers. I'd like 2 do all the "speed raps"(as jim fourrat told me they're called). "...when out comes a farmer he musta thought that i was nuts, he immediately looked at me and stuck a gun into my guts." I like all the ones that have about a million words per line. Because what else am i gonna do with my original I WOULDNT WANNA BE BOB DYLAN but put it on a dylan-covers cd? Anyhoodle...
No tour or shows or anything...2busy throwing out all plates and dishes made in china.
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o no---my jesus fish is toxic
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