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if the hba could win one contest this year, it would have to be this one:

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after (on your honor) you vote, please have a listen to the latest joint - right on said jeebus.
(lyrics below the fold)

ok ok
it's like the first time you try to be human
isn't that something you say when you're drowning
you know we like our funerals fast
so we can eat and relax and say that we're sad

but we're smiling, just like the 4th of july
and our judgment is just your typical
shy, little schoolgirl
we're braving the new world
expanding horizons,
and living it large

but i will be right-on, next time
i'll put the shine on
i'll try
to be pentecostal
no matter the cost
can you feel the holy ghost
can i get an A A A

men or mice or mice or men
what is the difference then
what is the difference when
we both push buttons to get what we want
we want what we get, but it's always short lived
short rope, long fall: it's the way that i roll
what can i say? i learn from those old mistakes
i make again
it comes back to the mouse and the man

Posted by kim galibert at 08:49 PM | Permalink | TrackBacks (0)

here's a brand new track called 'on second thought', currently an amie street exclusive.

(lyrics below the fold)

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'on second thought'

Oh lord.
Guess it’s just about that time when all my life boils down to this…
Point-well-taken but I don’t see why we all can’t be still.
Still I’m searching for that special prize that’s buried deep down in my Rice Chex.
If I check it maybe once or twice, I’ll find my little piece of heaven.

I’ve got a very good memory.
I had three wishes, when I got to three I gave the last one up to charity.
And said, “Well this makes up for all the bad moments that were caused by me.”
Losing ground was never so easy.
All you do is whistle “la dee dee”
And close your eyes real tight.

Guess it’s just about that time when I wake up from deeper sleeping.
You know that I am pretty fine at making up some good excuses.
Excuse me sir, are you the special kind that likes to know what I am saying
When I’m whispering my favorite lines to all my favorite foreign movies?

I’ve got a very good memory.
I had three wishes, when I got to three I gave the last one up to charity.
And said, “Well this makes up for all the bad moments that were caused by me.”
Losing ground was never so easy.
All you do is whistle “la dee dee”
And close your eyes real tight.

Take two pills and call me in the morning.
On second thought, don’t call me in the morning.

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