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EI JUMALAUTA MULLA ON SAMANLAINEN KIRJOITUSKONE KUIN JACK KEROUACILLA KUOLEN

i've done my best to live the right way
i get up every morning and go to work each day
but your eyes go blind and your blood runs cold
sometimes I feel so weak I just want to explode
explode and tear this town apart
take a knife and cut this pain from my heart

"I just like this idea of everybody being joined together at the hip sharing every moment in life and just listening to some great music. Then the world would be a more peaceful place and I don't like that fucking racket outside my window every morning"

Unknown hippie in 1966

HOW DOES IT FEEL ?

voi hyvä jumala yksi yö

sniikkaaja-bob

viikko ! ja onnea bob eilisten syntymäpäiviesi johdosta olet nyt saavuttanut miehen iän kuten emiliakin sanoi.