Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Mod Night 3

In the aftermath, I woke up this morning with the mighty "Cut My Hair" in my head:






"I'm coming down/got home on the very first train from town
my dad just left for work, he wasn't talking
It's all a game/and inside I'm just the same
my fried egg makes me sick first thing in the morning."

In eighth grade, this just killed me.  Still, this will sit nicely against that Massive Attack song from yesterday on the next truck CD...

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