Den Done Did

'They had no conceit of themselves in a little, vain way, but they reckoned themselves the only fighting-men, simply, and without boasting. I liked the look of them, dusty up to the eyes in summer, muddy up to their eyes in winter—these gipsy fellows, scornful of discipline for discipline's sake, but desperate fighters, looking at life with frank, curious eyes, and a kind of humorous contempt for death and disease, and 'the whole damned show', as they called it.' - Philip Gibbs

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

A Salty Salute

Disarm the settlers
The new drunk drivers
Have hoisted the flag
We are with you in your anger
Proud brothers
Do not fret
The bus will get you there yet
To carry us to the lake
The club is open
Yeah, the club is open
Hey, the club is open
A-come on, come on, the club is open
Cmon, cmon, the club is open
Cmon, cmon, cmon, the club is open...

- Guided By Voices.

Thanks Toneatron

1 comment:

Alowiscious Lax said...: "A Salty Salute"
- Guided By Voices

Misheard Opening Lyric:

"Dishonest Seltzers..."
"Dissed on the sex list.."
"Disarm the sexless..."; Wednesday, September 30, 2009 9:26:00 PM

Den Done Did

Wednesday, September 30, 2009

A Salty Salute

1 comment:

Previously on Den Done Did...

Life as a work of Art.

Surfs up dude...