Here's a story that I really want to tell about Bo Diddley at the OK corral.
I saw a Werewolf with a Chinese menu in his hand
Send lawyers, guns, and money. Dad, get me out of this.
Yeah, I don't like, um, I'm not interested in rock 'n' roll piano. I find it a little grating.
My memory is not even what most peoples is, much less what it oughta be for a discussion like this.
I'm drinking here break motor oil and Bombay gin, I'll sleep when I'm dead.