wait a minute M...he has to pay my
backyard before he can play your
living room...don't go gettin' all insulting like
besides, i have a gravel drive way...so his somewhat gravelly voice will fit right in
my offer still stands...i'll go veggie for a year if he'll play my backyard...
and, no, i don't mean that song off the new guitar album with dave grohl 'my backyard'...
i MEAN he must play a concert within the boundaries of my backyard environs.
to which you are all invited if he actually does it: anyone from out of town...i got a large garage, we can bunk ya there if you don't mind stray cats...and, no...again, i don't mean the rock group
everybody bogey...dig that bogey beat...man, that bogey rhythm...smells so clean 'n sweet
everybody bogey...bogey onto the streets...without bogey music...life is incomplete