Is Soundgarden, 4th of July.
Beer of the moment (on lunchbreak) is Rogue’s Dead Guy.
I’m at a loose end in life right now.
I can’t walk on glass, I can’t swallow fire, and I can’t levitate. There are stars in the sky, but I can’t see them for the atmosphere and our own sun.
Sour, sour, sour, sour
Nothing in the world terrifies me so much as other peoples’ secrets.