Nat Z. Punx

i was listening
to this man
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i'm having a problem now
listening to blind willie mctell
i don't want it to end
don't want to hear it again
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last week the highs were in the sixties
this week lows in the sixties
i watch the sky tonight
but i won't learn the names of the stars
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certain days
i really feel like writing
something
anything
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things get bad sometimes
things get confusing sometimes
so confusing
a person cannot tell
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angus and bon really could do it
it's a lie
that's the truth
greek mythology
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i have lust-

in the mad bowl of la brea
gases push through
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rat meets koo
on a autumn friday night
in a hot car
through roland
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humanity's social classrooms
on the job training
grooming the best of scum
uncommonly common
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spring is in the air
and somewhere
there is a union electrician
he's got my number
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we would walk casually
across the golf course
just enjoying a stroll
through the autumn night
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midwestern winter
comes creepin' in
it's insidious and subtle
like your next thoughtless sin
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oh god
it always starts out so innocent
a little wine a little type
meanwhile life continues
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this is my personally well established theory
too tired to think
too drunk to write
different cultures are only different
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and she's probably into damn near everything
me i can't say too much neither
i really can no longer relate
to anything
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i knew i'd sink to scat one day
it's been a fear from the first
but mostly
it's what i see on here
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what it will be like
it won't be like now
it wont be like then
it will be a break
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i'm a thief
but how can you find a more perfect diamond
'been leanin' toward the shadows all along'
townes
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i'm in this bar
think it's haunted
anyway
watching this slick band
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look
i dont know what your problem is
but i suspect you are deceitful
and possibly two faced
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