If there was a law, they was workin' with maybe we could take it, but it ain't the law. They're workin' away our spirits, tryin' to make us cringe and crawl, takin' away our decency. Ya hear me DeFranco Fambly, Ma baking 'em Sunday mornin' biscuits right nice, like a fella can taste it clear to his bones. I been knowin' sumpin strong about the Lou Reed pret' near a year now. White light? Yeah white heat boy. I jes wanna walk around with a fist full o' dem California grapes. i knowed them Lou Reed fellas be always talkin bout being on the wil' side, but ain't nobody close in the "Ol Hickory. Hell, even if the REO Speedbuggy feelin the pinch.
That Casy. He might have been a preacher but he seen things clear. He was like a lantern. He helped me to see things clear. That Wilco bunch been comin around these parts since I was young enough to eat a toad. Ain't got no sense, no how. Preacher say Wilco walk through Stonewall like a hot knife through lard, well, he knows it, boy.
Rest of them brackets? Then it don't matter. I'll be all around in the dark - I'll be everywhere. Wherever you can look - wherever there's a fight, so hungry people can eat, I'll be there. Wherever there's a cop beatin' up a guy, I'll be there. I'll be in the way guys yell when they're mad. I'll be in the way kids laugh when they're hungry and they know supper's ready, and when the people are eatin' the stuff they raise and livin' in the houses they build - I'll be there, too.

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