It was a hot day in mid December as I remember The rain was coming down in buckets and I was lost with a doctorate in Babylonian Horticulture selling tin whistles in Argentina And there right behind me straight ahead there she was trying to get her car door unlocked at least I thought it was her car as I later told the police She looked up at me with that hopeless look just like the look my dog Ebenezer used to give me before I shot him dead one cold day in June when his bowel was empty Say there stranger Could ya lend me a hand uh Could ya uh she said the rain pouring off her nose like a down spout Well I didn’t know ya know I had to think about it So it must of been six seven hours and I replied Sure Why not Which one
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We sat down with Grandbuda yesterday and talked about the release of his new EP. More details coming soon, but we can assure you its going to be a banger !
Dates dropping soon ! Stay tuned …