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Name:
The Dogtor
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It may be 2012 out there, but it's 1965 or so in here! All about that 60's thang! And yes I shot the Web sheriff...he is buried below.
TAKE your shoes off..and pour the wine...Time has come to take back "our" culture from the rich greedy record companies that stop real music from being heard!!! Haven't we paid enough the last 45+ years, people!!! These are the soundtracks of our lives!!! Fuck Sony, WMG, and all other half ass companies that rip us off!!! Lets unite boycott against these fuckin' greedy people!!! Unite and demand "our" culture back!!!
Let me know if I got your Rx . Peace
-The Dogtor-
...and the clowns have all gone to bed
You can hear happiness staggering
on down the street
footsteps dressed in red
And the wind whispers crazy
A broom is drearily sweeping
up the broken pieces of yesterdays life
Somewhere a queen is weeping
Somewhere a king has no wife
And the wind, it cries
The traffic lights, they turn,
uh, blue tomorrow
and shine their emptiness down on our beds
The tiny islands sags down stream
'cause the life that lived has gone to the head
And the wind screams change it
Uh, will the wind ever remember
the words it has blown in the past?
And with this crutch, its old age, and its
wisdom
it whispers no, this will be the last
And the wind screams for more!"
TAKE your shoes off..and pour the wine...Time has come to take back "our" culture from the rich greedy record companies that stop real music from being heard!!! Haven't we paid enough the last 45+ years, people!!! These are the soundtracks of our lives!!! Fuck Sony, WMG, and all other half ass companies that rip us off!!! Lets unite boycott against these fuckin' greedy people!!! Unite and demand "our" culture back!!!
Let me know if I got your Rx . Peace
-The Dogtor-
...and the clowns have all gone to bed
You can hear happiness staggering
on down the street
footsteps dressed in red
And the wind whispers crazy
A broom is drearily sweeping
up the broken pieces of yesterdays life
Somewhere a queen is weeping
Somewhere a king has no wife
And the wind, it cries
The traffic lights, they turn,
uh, blue tomorrow
and shine their emptiness down on our beds
The tiny islands sags down stream
'cause the life that lived has gone to the head
And the wind screams change it
Uh, will the wind ever remember
the words it has blown in the past?
And with this crutch, its old age, and its
wisdom
it whispers no, this will be the last
And the wind screams for more!"
About Me:
Hometown:
Bluesville
Country:
Denmark
Occupation:
Internet warrior against the greedy record companies!!! Traveling the world, and the 7 seas....
Companies:
Hard 2 Handle Productions ...comin' around sooner or later. DON'T SELL OUT, People!
Schools:
American '60 culture-Fillmore and Avalon Ballrooms and Monterey '67-Altamont '68 and on and on...the road of Life.
Interests:
PEACE and Islands in the sun. Spammers, keep walking!!!
Movies:
SUPPORT YOUR LOCAL Herb dealers.
Music:
Classic Blues-Rock etc.
Books:
-"ON THE ROAD" to Stop WMG now!!!.
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Your Dogtor has shot the;
THANKS!!
Peace -
Lots of Hugs Dog