She's Filing Her Nails While They Are

For All The Courage That We Never Had, I'm Just About Glad.

Nonsense Prevails, Modesty Fails Grace And Virtue Turn Into Stupidity While The Calendar Fades Almost All Barricades To A Pale Compromise And Our Leaders Have Feasts On The Backsides Of Beasts They Still Think They're The Gods Of Antiquity If Something You Missed Didn't Even Exist It Was Just An Ideal Is It Such A Surprise?

She Pulls The Eyes Out With A Face Like A Magnet.

My Dad Had A Steady Job With A Really Major Dance Band From '54 Till '68, And Then Quit Because He Wanted To Play Different Music. He Wanted To Sing About Peace. He Believed In These Things.

In The Tiny Torn Up Pieces Of His Mind He's Irresistible Too.