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There's no telling how many times I've sat in my lawn chair, staring into the sky, stoned out of my gourd, listening to this song... "Her flypaper eyes," such great imagery that only Tim Kinsella himself could pull off.
There's no telling how many times I've sat in my lawn chair, staring into the sky, stoned out of my gourd, listening to this song... "Her flypaper eyes," such great imagery that only Tim Kinsella himself could pull off.