made this song while going for a walk through the town of Placerville . I was on a pit stop during a road trip and had just left the two frazzled batches of traffic that are san Francisco and Sacramento. People seemed to connect with the words. A very simple message. All in truth. This version has no words. I think it may still have truth.
The main character cannot perform the necessary functions wearing flip flops and he is ashamed to admit that he likes the smell of gasoline, and ketchup is not a poor mans food and we will consider playing a show in Turkey if the money is o.k....and realizes a flat tire.....is just a flat tire. Nothing more.

jasonlytle

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