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Few songs finer than that one.
You get no stars, though, because “advanced” features like ratings and editing have been redistributed to third-tier blogs.
I think this is a cry for help.
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Buy souls low, sell them high.
If you like this crap you are older than 47 1/2.
Heh. Not quite old enough that I was alive when the Cubs last made it to the World Series. I do know the refrain from Marezy Doats, however.
I’ve got a few more months before I turn old enough to be kicked down the stairs by The Fly.
Another audio treat in honor of Jake’s heritage. It won’t produce a “good stuff” from Jake, though:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EADUQWKoVek
It does drag on. I have no idea how it ends.
What’s odd is that the ditty (or, to be exact, the chorus) sounds more Afro-Carribean than Irish.
Which I guess is fitting.
I have no doubt he’s got some Mick in him.
He’s certainly a wizard with the bullshit.
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