Angst Rubato
Not enough gypsies around these days, too many straights and narrows. Riffs in overdrive, suck kick-drum air atop the bass, leave a razor scar, pop the weasel with a rim-shot snare; all hail the power...
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Oh God that aroma like the incense the monks would burn or the patchouli of the long blonde hippie girls on 9th street back in the day or is it just a joint burning glowing tip brings you closer to...
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She wore a talisman or was it an amulet? Dangled there about her waist and sometimes around her neck. Its spell was ward off the good times keep hope and happy at bay Lucky for me I was never a voodoo...
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I told her how freaky a chick she was about the time that the mime walked in. Chagall 2015
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