Brett Warren's listening history
FDR emerged from his cave one morning and took a stroll,it was a blustery day and his ears blew back like two streamers in the wind. He went down into the woods and there in the dappled sunshine he saw something gleaming through the…
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One for the Musical i think a gin soaked Tramp semiconscious laying collapse on his back……………………
He wants to fly (Lyrics)
The nights memories
Fade when he lies
Looking up to a polka dotted sky
Falling backwards into a gin Soaked to the skin…
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