We only
Love the truth
Keep healthy
Stay loose
No illusions
No sh**
Gest ready
To retrofit
This bucolic
Tiny town
Razed to the lawns
Brung down
It ain't murder
Or abuse
It's blisss just like a weekend in the sticks
And I grieve
And I fret
And i pace
And I forget
Helpless, hapless hoe
It just comes and goes
It ain't gonna stay
Gotta get away