I wasn't so sure this song would ever see the public light of day. First of all, it's premised
    As far as I can figure the lyrics to this song (writing them and investing them with meaning
Ah, love. Sorry-backsided, wrong-headed, stupid love. Maybe you've never loved that way. Maybe you have. Me, unlike the guy in
1984. Death squads and slaughter in El Salvador, Guatemala, Honduras... genocide against inconvenient indigenous peoples, murder of labor workers, missionaries,
      This is one of literally dozens of kiss-off songs I wrote for this one girl. We kept
Ok... I don't believe in "magic" exactly -- but I do believe in mystery in the esoteric sense. This song
I've got a sixth sense for when things are over. Little things like the suitcase on the lawn, changed locks,
    The sweat stung his eyes as he wiped his forearm across his grimy brow, shifted his weight to
Okay. Unlike the guy in this song, I've never had any kids. And, though a few girlfriends have abandoned me
  Just about every time I ever sang this song in front of people I know, someone has laughed out
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