Saturday, January 19, 2013

FOR J.T.

Back when the trees sang
sweet for us
pine needle carpet ecstasy

Brothers runnin' free
To high to die hell yeah
we stole your beer

We took your guns
yeah we took your daughters
we crashed your car
smoked your boat

(just the boys on the run
didn't mean no harm
long haired truck drivin
mountain ridin shotgun
totin' sons a bitches)

Don't forget to Die FREE

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