"I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me. "~h.s.t.
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars...-Jack Kerouac
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The streets are silent My wheels are the night Black leather boots calling out to you A cute blonde boogie machine spreads her wings And comes along for the rideYour father thinks youÃre out at SuzieÃs place Boninà up on the classics But everyone in high school knows YouÃre heavy into gymnasticsOne way street, never mind the signs Full charged gasoline in the tank Your foot is on the gas and the tires say YEAH! Woman is a danger catYour teachers say you never try You should be top of the class But if I was your only educator You know that you would passYou sneak out at night Deep into the night This ainÃt no halfway house You came from good blood RIGHT! On and on Woman is a danger cat
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