raw ragged garage rock with brilliant lyrics
A dusty left handed axe strangler cranking out raw ragged riffs from the prairie of Nebraska. Even the tornadoes run from mournful wailing of his tortured guitar. And that voice - it can bring down a hawk from 300 yards.
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I love this! Great lyrics...they all saw this coming - it just suited them to pretend they didn't. Isn't it nice the way they took risks with other people's money/lives...then walked away with a bonus for doing it while their victims were left to starve. Then there was the gullible public who kept living beyond their means...lol, don't get me started! :D Fantastic song.