I’ve never been to Heaven,
but I’ve been to Oklahoma.
Played ‘For The Good Times’
fifty times in a row,
then pissed on the jukebox.
Smeared my blood
against a white picket fence,
and left town.
Failed Visionary
I’ve never been to Heaven,
but I’ve been to Oklahoma.
Played ‘For The Good Times’
fifty times in a row,
then pissed on the jukebox.
Smeared my blood
against a white picket fence,
and left town.
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