POST HYPNOTIC
VOODOO
ROLLIN ROUND
MY BRAIN
I CAN'T HEAR
NO MUSIC
CEPT THE WHISTLE
ON THE TRAIN
THE RUMBLIN
AND THE THUMPIN
WHAT A SWEET SOUND
TO MY EAR
I GUESS THAT'S
REALLY MUSIC
WHEN YA HEAR IT
LOUD AND CLEAR
JUST LIKE A
DESPERADO
I'LL BE RIDIN
ON THE RAIL
PLANNIN
WHERE I'M GONNA GO
WHEN I
GET OUT A JAIL
TO THE LAND
OF EASY FIXINS
WHERE THE WOMEN
ALWAYS SMILE
WHERE SOME POST
HYPNOTIC VOODOO
CAN FIND ME
DRESSED IN STYLE
Bobby Jameson June 14, 2009
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