Ugly in the Morning |
And even though I don't speak much
I'm telling you something all the time
And even if it feels like my back was broken
I still got legs to stand on
Roads to roam
Ditches to sleep in
Hearts to ste...
Posted by szymi hendrix on Mon, 12 May 2008 01:39:00 PST |
If You See Her Say Hello |
So there you might find me, rocking in my rocking chair, looking angry, down in the dumps. Even mice ran away with their lovers. Looking angry I turn around and look back. It looks like rain.&nbs...
Posted by szymi hendrix on Wed, 16 Apr 2008 01:26:00 PST |
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She’s collecting cigarette butts
She’s got all the kinds
They smell funny
But in the cool way
We like it that way
" Let’s pick up that one" She says
Our fingers are getting yellowish...
Posted by szymi hendrix on Wed, 09 Apr 2008 01:48:00 PST |
Lookin For a Leader |
Theatres are dangerous. I guess Abraham Lincoln would have put it using stronger language. That night the tragedy wasn't performed on the stage, but on the audience seat. The Great Friday wasn't ...
Posted by szymi hendrix on Sun, 06 Apr 2008 02:04:00 PST |
Back in the Saddle |
Here he goes again! After receiving about a thousand emails from my fervent readers all over the world, I have finally decided to come back in glory, grace, and grease; to emerge from the ashes l...
Posted by szymi hendrix on Fri, 04 Apr 2008 01:41:00 PST |
