Lisning to Stones
On my old-time radio Seeking unknowns Reading some Plato Diggin for bones With a steel-forged hoe Trapped within moans Where they go, I don't know They can't tell you Who's Better, What's Best You're as good in your Underground Notebook As them in their glossy plastic dress There's too many people For there to be a Number One It's just a trapdoor to zero When your usefulness is done Just take in a mindfull Keep staring at the sun And you'll be somebody's hero Don't forget to take what you've won They can't tell you Who's Better, What's Best You're as good in your Underground Notebook As them in their glossy plastic dress Copyright (c) 2003-2016 Joshua Ransom Packard
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September 2016
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