Haiku he called it
I want to do that I thought
Who cares if it’s lousy
Haiku he called it
I want to do that I thought
Who cares if it’s lousy
You can’t find it there
You can’t find America
On your computer
Who da hell am I
God I need a small favor
Please don’t let me down
Somebody save me
I’m snafu but not fubar
Please save me Jesus
I know it’s dark but
It’s the life so many live
What you gonna do
Sing Hallelujah
No not that one the other
Hallelujah Man
Gonna see Jelly
Grandson’s Daddy turned me on
Three generations
I can’t keep it up
I can’t keep pretending that
I’m faithful to You
Mister Jones and me
All want something beautiful
Don’t we Mister Jones
What if you were Bob
Dylan’s son how hard would that
Be Bob Dylan’s son
Gimme some Joan Jett
Singin’ Crimson and Clover
Over and over