Well I found, yes I found,I just can’t be brought downI found, yes I found,I just can’t be brought downI can’t try brand like peoplesTexas fever can’t bring me around Roky Erickson
The boys of the NYPD choirWere singing, ‘Galway Bay’And the bells were ringing outFor Christmas Day
How does it feel?How does it feel?To be on your ownWith no direction homeA complete unknownLike a rolling stone? Bob Dylan
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You are a stranger to this situation.It is your attraction to the exotic that has led you here, but you will move on to a new vista when this one has lost its mystique.Because much of this environment is foreign to you, you must exercise only the best judgement.You don’t know the custom here, and […]