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Standing outside, looking in. Keeping people at arm's length until you're sure of their intentions.
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When you finally realise that that lifelong friend isn't really a friend at all and it's time to say 'goodbye'.
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A cautionary tale about falling back into addiction.
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Big Brother is watching... Time to get paranoid.
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The story of a house of ill-repute that met a very bad end.
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I wrote this song after seeing the man who almost killed me and not acting out all of my revenge fantasies. He was selling TVs at Costco.
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I spend a night there once, I was dizzy with Hadrian's Blues.
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A true story about a transcendent summer job I had with Scott Shoffner.
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A story about a good-natured woman and a bunch of recent parolees from the state prison in Vacaville, California, on a Greyhound bus.
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"THE Message?"
My God.... THE Message?
The Message, My MESSAGE After the beep?
"Be kind to strangers, and even kinder to those you know and love. That was the best I could do, so now I have the Batman Blues."
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The epic story of an orange fight at a Cal USC game that my family won in spectacular fashion.
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Only the people with problems call after the decent have gone to sleep...
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Whenever I am at a loss for words and I'm just not sure what to say, I think about how control is an illusion and I say "Ya-ta-hey."
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If you ever drive on Interstate 5 in California, between Sacramento and WIlliams, you will drive by both Arbuckle and College City. This is their song.
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I grew up in Redding, California. That part of Northern California is more like Alabama than it is San Francisco. Hence, it could be called "Calibama."
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A true story from a rough week. The window into the soul of a man really does run through the contents of his stomach.
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Don Bolles was a newspaper reporter who was killed in Phoenix, Arizona in 1976 while investigating a land deal that was closely tied to the Mafia. He was blown up in front of the Hotel Clarendon, and I had a scary experience at the same hotel…
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