Happy Birthday to my best and oldest friend. My brother bandit Sam. You’ve always hated my singing, but here’s a song for you.


The poetry of love hurts worse than tears
It only renews all of my fears
Of an old man with a whore in bed
Living too long
Always wishing to be dead
So pass me the pipe and get me a beer
Cuz I’m gonna tell you what you don’t want to hear