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Wall Of Voodoo Happy Planet

It's automatic when I talk to old friends, the conversations turn to girls we knew when their hair was soft and long. And the beach was the place

Let me out and let me in. Everybody was breaking through the chains of luck... Through the sand, and in the wind. Born with any break I'd want... Every

(OR: An inebreated and slightly inbred white male is smitten by an overweight white woman he sees while passing the Fluff'n Fold Coin Op Laundry.) I

it's the human thing to do On this life-like stage, we act a play, well that's so human too Why don't you drink from my ruby red glass? Why don't you

I started out in 1954, "What the hell was it all for?" He asked himself why- "What the hell an I gonna do now, drink gin all night or fight?" He says

Chrokee sat on the same barstool everyday 'til his wife dragged him back. Drinking and talking about the old days, "They don't make them anymore like