A track I improvised and (mostly) recorded on Thanksgiving evening.

Lyrics: Well you know everything is changing, you can’t tell which way to go. It’s just booze, guns, and acid, and one huge pile of blow. I gotta make some corrections, it’s not hard to see. Maybe find myself a holy man to take this devil…

This is really a true story. No, really... And our holiday gift to you & your friends. (Feel free to download it and share it with anyone who you think might enjoy it.) Oh... by the way... acl is finally waking from a very deep slumber…

Shuffling down the sidewalk, always glancing, looking for.. for what? What is he looking for? What is he looking for? What is he looking for?