Tuesday, July 14, 2015

6887. NO, HAVE NOT

Catch me a Jehovah walking down this street  - 
I really want to talk, and I need a Watchtower to 
remember you by. Men and women like that are
profound  -  they walk the street on Saturdays here
like businesspeople on parade, and say 'yes, my
business is God.' You can't beat that when you
have a full house, even if deuces go wild. Oh, baby,
I'll meet you at the top of Heaven's fair Kingdom.

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