Hey did I ever tell you?
Everything from feelings of heavy connections to Jimi Hendrix, mass UFO experiences, playing with raw uranium and taking it to show & tell. X Military snipers and PR Power Stoves now plastering the world with music. The subtle realization that there is more then meets the eye in our collective circumstances and that "I"/We need to believe in ourselves.
I have decided to give you the lyrics to a song on my most recent album RED OMEN. They circumnavigate a big portion of who I am and what has happened in my life. As esoteric as it may seem to some, I feel it will add an robust and artistic contribution to your wonderful publication. It's a story inside of a story told by a storyteller.
"Hey! Did I ever tell you that I grew up with Red Omen and boy was he a neat kid.
He had all sorts of really cool things to play with like a plutonium spaceship lunch box in a bathtub full of Lego.
And I didn't believe you when somebody said that he fled with Jimi Hendrix to a UFO type Basecamp up on Machu Picchu.
Up on Machu Picchu.
Excuse me it's not my fault.
He's playing the crime so he can't get caught.
I said excuse me I must confess please give me two words well in my defense.
I'm laughing mad
I'm laughing mad
And there's a red hot stove down in Pittsburgh going out hard like a cherry pie.
Call me a fibber call me a liar say it to my face.
Like a cross between Benjamin Franklin and Ian Pace.
And I didn't believe the man from MI 6 living out in the sticks who souped up his side by side just like Evil Knievel.
Just like Evil Knievel
Excuse me it's not my fault.
He's playing the crime so he can't get caught.
I said excuse me I must confess please give me two words well in my defense.
I'm laughing mad
I'm laughing mad
Well that's about all that sums it up for me today. You see my nerves are shattered tired tattered and beginning to Fray.
Just like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz realizing only now you're caught in someone else's claws.
And I didn't believe in myself if no one else to be making food voodoo music in some small town way up in Canada.
Way up in Canada.
Excuse me it's not my fault.
He's playing the crime so he can't get caught.
I said excuse me I must confess please give me two words well in my defense.
I'm laughing mad
I'm laughing mad
Hey! Did I ever tell you that I grew up with Red Omen and boy was he a neat kid..
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