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A true story about to happen. I will start early in the morning (TBA) from Carpinteria CA (where I designed the world's best selling sandal and was cheated) and walk all day long, delivering copies of "My Million Dollar Invoice" to 2 Frauds (billionaires) and The Feds (Office of the District Attorney) along the way; ending at Goleta Beach where I will hopefully 'rest in the sand'. Walk n Roll!!!
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Lyrics
Don't forget the Ipicak (movie: 'It's a Gift')
I'm not going out in style; I'm not what you could call content
I'm going yellin like a Rebel dyin
And I'll Walk n Roll and I'll keep on tryin, till the day I'm dyin
I won't go gentle into that night
I'm gonna tell my tale so listen up
I did good, so they pissed on my fire
I did greater and their riches grew higher and higher
Snakes, finks and liars
I ain't been nothin until now
I've been actin like a sheep hidin from a cow
But if this broken man can stand
And if he can walk, he can be a man again
That's why I'm Walkin to Goleta, gonna up my foot down
I'm really Walkin to Goleta, that foggy coastal bedroom town
Cause when I die, at least I'll say
That was me walkin and walkin and walkin (not Christopher)
To Goleta Town
I've been diddled with molest; a Queen Bee's gone and taken all the best
She done absconded with all my money
She did then wile my only honey away; to this very day
And I'm a man who's busted to the bone; and this song is almost at an end
We got just one more chorus, and a country that should be for us all
About to fall
REPEAT STUFF
I'm not going out in style; I'm not what you could call content
I'm going yellin like a Rebel dyin
And I'll Walk n Roll and I'll keep on tryin, till the day I'm dyin
I won't go gentle into that night
I'm gonna tell my tale so listen up
I did good, so they pissed on my fire
I did greater and their riches grew higher and higher
Snakes, finks and liars
I ain't been nothin until now
I've been actin like a sheep hidin from a cow
But if this broken man can stand
And if he can walk, he can be a man again
That's why I'm Walkin to Goleta, gonna up my foot down
I'm really Walkin to Goleta, that foggy coastal bedroom town
Cause when I die, at least I'll say
That was me walkin and walkin and walkin (not Christopher)
To Goleta Town
I've been diddled with molest; a Queen Bee's gone and taken all the best
She done absconded with all my money
She did then wile my only honey away; to this very day
And I'm a man who's busted to the bone; and this song is almost at an end
We got just one more chorus, and a country that should be for us all
About to fall
REPEAT STUFF
alackbass
That's quite a story! I love the jug band vibe you used to tell it!