THE PUSHER
This is Shannon's interpretation of the song original written by Hoyt Axton

Snow flakes rolling over my ear, goose bumping weather If I'm hungry at 4:30 in the morning, Pink Dot will deliver And I'm oh so tired of you pushing that thorny crown Down onto my head so hard, my knees are two inches in the ground And I said, God damn, God damn that Bible pushin' man
You know I smoked a lot of grass and I've popped a lot of pills But I've never done nothing that my spirit couldn't kill And I walk around with these tombstones in my eyes But I know the pusher don't care, if you live or if you die.
And I said, God damn, God damn that Bible pushin' man. Godamn, Godamn, Godamn, Godamn, God damn

A MIS AMIGOS:

les dedico, a uds mis queridos amigos, este lindo volante que expresa lo que alguna vez les quise decir y no tuve la oportunidad por razon...que desconozco. Anyway, para todo el que tuvo la oportunidad de abrir la boca, juntar palabras y dirigirlas hacia mi persona, no se priven de apreciar esta obra de arte.

(recuerden que todo lo que escribo va con cariño...jajajajajaja! right! no, but seriously dont get angry!)