This reflects what I think the dust bowl poet may have said in the current housing market.

Simon and I have spent a bit of time on this hope you enjoy. We had fun creating it.

I've been trying to think of some lyrics for this riff for ages. Then along come Super Bethan, who also gave me the melody. Many, many thanks.

Ever read the book of JOB. I read it the first week I was in prison. It made all the difference.

When I was a kid, my dad was the preacher at the Church of Christ in Tehachapi, California. We lived in Palmdale, so we'd get up early on Sunday mornings, pile the 5 of us into our 1950 Chevy coupe and head up thru Lancaster and Mojave, over the…