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Jammin Sam didn't give me the words to this one yet but it is
mindbendingly funny. It's a kind of twisted lament about the anguishes
of love. Like when someone goes after your heart with a rib spreader.
He played me an old tape of the song and I about bust my gut laughing. Loke E. Coyote will be doing our own version of this goth guffaw with the intention of landing it #1 on the Doctor Demento Valentine's Day Funny Five. Oh man, it's too humorous for words! Maybe that's why Jammin Sam hasn't written down the lyrics for me yet. |
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