by Big Jo-Wezy

A song for the Dick, Cheney that is, sing along now, sing it brøøtals.

We use R.Kelly as an example for how easily we're willing to spend a year watching a trial involving urine and the celebrities that are careless with it. We have given up on the news reporting on subjects of value that actually have an impact…

A simple lesson in finding somewhere to unload your excess urine.

Instrumental and loving it.

To protect and serve their corporate masters, cops have been getting away with massive atrocities on the streets of our lovelorn cities, this is a little stab at their black and white world of corruption and double standards.

Certain technology has made us soft and slow and easily distracted and though it started out as a way to make things easier for everyone, it has turned into laziness, and we don't even use that extra time for anything of value anymore.

There once was a town called Kalamazoo and there once was a venue called Kraftbrau, but then an evil Wizard named Sean Smith came along and decided to fuck everyone right in the mouth. He did it for the best reason possible, to make more money…

A song about discovering someone new.

A story to my love. I'm not perfect, but I love you.

I was tired with my life and things around me.

A song about the first time we made love.

Needs no explanation.

A moment of doubt . . .

A promise to my love.

Everyone was wrong.

I was confused.

This is a new song off our 2009 release " Middle of the Night" . Available online everywhere in late summer .