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A poem by Alfred Lloyd Tenneson, he's neat for a dead guy. This one's about a giant squid. I used to have a Canadian stamp of a Kraken tearing apart a ship. I really liked that stamp. Did you know that the majority of Giant Squid that man has been able to study are found dead on the Australian coast? |
CD: The Coast
Label: Cottage Country Recording Company
Credits: Michael Costa & R Sullivan |
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It was a night of cocktails and crap. I swear that these upper class bars are still shitholes beneath the pretty, shiny, glitzy facade. The first time I went to one of these was, surprise, my last. There is just something so unsettling about being around rich straight men that are bigger whores than you are. |
CD: The Coast
Label: Cottage Country Recording Company
Credits: Michael Costa & R Sullivan |
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You know how sometimes you can just get so pissed off, fed up and enraged that you wish you could reach out to the stars and destroy them all? If you do or you don't, it doesn't really matter. Either way, that's where I was when I wrote this song. |
CD: The Coast
Label: Cottage Country Recording Company
Credits: Michael Costa & R Sullivan |
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