I wrote this song, in hopes of drawing attention for the need to get better hourly wages for Americas working poor.

The tale of love from the misty ages of time.

Any resemblance to the Yiddish word Chutzpah is of the purest intent. With a doff of the hat to Sheldon Alan "Shel" Silverstein ...and Mad magazine for all of their influences. that indeed did rot my brain

This a primer melody for this lyric, so feel free to tweak it ( for the collaboration four)<<..lyrics>>>.The transmission started slipping on the way home from work today...Man I sure could stand a little raise in pay. no talking&hellip;

Studio rendition

HEAR MY FINAL SONG Most were drinkin', four were playin' cards Two were dancin', one he played guitar He was singin' how she broke his heart Some were smokin', smoke rings filled the air One was flirtin', playin' with her hair He was&hellip;

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MY SPIRIT Spirit Father in the sky Mother Earth, they hear my cry Take my spirit from my mind Leave the rest of me behind Feed my ashes to the wind I will journey back again When the sky is deepest blue Know I'm looking down at you&hellip;

OMIE WISE (traditional) [ http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Omie_Wise ] Oh, listen to my story, and I'll tell you no lies How John Lewis did murder poor little Omie Wise He told her to meet him at Adams's Springs He would bring her some money&hellip;

My cover of part 6 of 2112 by RUSH.