The Man Has You Grinding Away

      The man has you grinding awayThe organ makes the monkey danceYou’re looking for the Promised LandBut you never really had the chance You’re writing your soul on the pageFriends support & love all they heardBut the critics cry foul & laugh bitterlyYou’re only as good as your last word

The Tyranny Of Our Modern Age

  The tyranny of our modern ageThe repulsive nature of our exploited rightsComing for us before the dawnAnother stolen soul in the night But pump the brakes there Swamp ThingFlorida is basically the Outbreak MonkeyWe can’t be too safe these daysBesides, a lot of y’all were already funky I’ll be hunkered down, away from idiotsThisContinue reading “The Tyranny Of Our Modern Age”