I've Given Up Trying To Understand What

I Have A Car In Nebraska. When I Bought It, They Gave Me A Satellite Radio, And There's An 'indie-rock' Station. It's Just Nothing I'm Interested In.

I Want To Be Enriched By The Music I Listen To. That's The Reason It Never Really Exists In The Mainstream. Because That's Not What Most People Are After.

It's Exploding Bags, Aerosol Cans Southbound Buses, Peter Pan They Left It Up To Us Again I Thought You Knew The Drill It's Kill Or Be Killed.

I Think There's So Much About Rasta Culture That's Interesting. Just The Idea Of Preaching One-ness, That We're All In This Together.

Sometimes I Worry That I've Lost The Plot My Twitching Muscles Tease My Flippant Thoughts I Never Really Dreamed Of Heaven Much Until We Put Him In The Ground. There Is Nothing As Lucky, As Easy, Or Free