at home thinking of Garry Bradbury, he passed away 3 days ago...listening to a song he co-wrote...
Lyrics taken from Walt Whitman's "Song of Myself", from Leaves of Grass...
"You there, impotent, loose in the knees
Open your scarf'd chops till I blow grit within you
Spread your palms and lift the flaps of your pockets
I am not to be denied...
Mine is no callous shell
I have instant conductors all over me
[repeat]
I merely stir, press, feel with my fingers
And that's about as much as I can stand"...
Severed Heads / Goodbye Tonsils...
at home thinking of Garry Bradbury, he passed away 3 days ago...listening to a song he co-wrote...
Lyrics taken from Walt Whitman's "Song of Myself", from Leaves of Grass...
"You there, impotent, loose in the knees
Open your scarf'd chops till I blow grit within you
Spread your palms and lift the flaps of your pockets
I am not to be denied...
Mine is no callous shell
I have instant conductors all over me
[repeat]
I merely stir, press, feel with my fingers
And that's about as much as I can stand"...
Severed Heads / Goodbye Tonsils...