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greetings |
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today many people called out my name in greeting Richard Luka from high atop the walker Tracy and Justin who pulled over to tell me the band broke up David Carr back for his seven year medallion fresh from D.C. the salon boys who roll like kittens laughing to the beat a carload of fashion expertise heading into the long night of dance Mr. Marc Bowen fast in his car flashing a smile delivering something somewhere Cooker John at the Bryant Lake Bowl a handshake then I had to go to all the Muddy Waters Chess heads including Dan whose so large he can't keep his eyes in his head or his pants up either hit the clock Dan time's a wasting that girl Bowen's been sleeping with may her charms endure forever oh yeah and Randy how was Chicago and a special thanks to everybody else thanks to all the little people who made this day possible if I could stay erect long enough I'd fuck you all in every hole you ever had and somehow feel less shitty and more connected to you all but since I don't know any of you I guess this song will have to do |
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