Thursday, April 26, 2007

How Long Till My Soul Gets It Right

How weird that as on my 30 mile bike ride this evening I'm recalling the Indigo Girls? What can I say, I like em', they're stong and proud.

Hey big shot in the Mercedes, the bike lane is a bike lane, and you know what, the voodoo doll that I got at SXSW goes to you, so voodoo spell on you, me hope you like you're new skin rash.

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