Dear Kenny Wayne Shepherd Band,
BLUE ON BLACK
Blue on black
Tears on a river
Push on and shove
Dont mean much
Joker on Jack
Match on a fire
Cold on ice
As a deadmans touch
Whisper on a scream
Doesnt mean a thing
Wont bring you back
Blue on black
Blue... on... black...
Blue on black
Tears on a river
Push on and shove
Dont mean much
Joker on Jack
Match on a fire
Cold on ice
As a deadmans touch
Whisper on a scream
Doesnt mean a thing
Wont bring you back
Blue on black
Blue... on... black...
I think Primer on plaster would have been an effective line also. Just a suggestion.
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I once laid drywall on a room in my basement and very inexpertly did the plastering to hide the joints and imperfections. When I had finished one wall, a spider appeared out of nowhere and began to cross the wall. It gave me the opportunity to recite this poem for the first time with real meaning (not my poem):
Spider, spider, on the wall,
Ain't you got no sense at all?
Can't you see that wall's been plastered?
Get off that wall you dirty, bad spider!
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