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Big Rock Candy Plateau
04:25
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Sunshine chased you out of bed. Break down, and put it on your back. Home keeps blowing through toll booth, stop sign, identifying, hard to be transient in modern times. What with all them tracking things-- I don't wanna die in a submarine.
Queen bee held you for awhile, but restless wings ain't cut out for a hive. And home keeps buzzing by telephone, wifi, satellite, hard to be transient in modern times. What with all them tracking things-- I don't wanna die in a submarine.
And I heard about your fall. They cuffed you in a four-lane stall. And in the cell you kept on singing, "high tide, falling sky, fourth reich, genocide, hard to be transient in modern times. What with all them tracking things-- I don't wanna die in a submarine. Born with my own air to breathe, not to die in a submarine."
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Passing Through
02:58
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St. Patrick
03:05
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Incarceration Dream #437
04:21
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From the Right
06:55
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Have a little wrecking ball. A smooth, instinctual call. Have a little wrecking ball. A smooth, instinctual call. Talkin' 'bout policies of governments who govern best govern least. You might have a little wrecking ball.
Run it to the one you call comrade's house, and take it from the right when you pass it all around.
I put a little round in there. Two cents-- my share. I put a little round in there. Two cents-- my share. Talkin' 'bout chamber maid, a light entree, ready baked it man, it's how we laced it man, put a little round in there. Run it to the one you call your partner's place, and take it from the right when it comes through the haze. Raise a little rainbow. Flaming hot for sure. Raise a little rainbow. Flaming hot for sure. Talkin' 'bout tax my pay, I filibust it man, equal trade, locally trusted man. Raise a little rainbow. Run it to the one you call bubba's shack, and take it from the right when it's comin' down the track, now.
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Indiana Mama
02:24
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Kaikuihala
05:13
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Madrona Chords
03:41
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Here you go, Shadow.
03:11
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Calendar
02:54
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Gregory Rawlins La Grande, Oregon
Born in Bremerton, Washington.
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Member of Sons
of Guns (Seattle,/La Grande) Catskills
(La Grande)
and Foxgloves (Oregon)
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I love bonfires, books, the wild, fireworks, song & snorkeling in the Hood Canal in August.
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