Friday, July 25, 2008

A Salty Salute

The Club is open, but the fucking Hotel is closed.



"Disarm the settlers
The new drunk drivers
Have hoisted the flag
We are with you in your anger
Proud brothers
Do not fret
The bus will get you there yet
To carry us to the lake
The club is open
Yeah, the club is open
Hey, the club is open
Ah come on, come on, the club is open
C'mon, c'mon, the club is open
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, the club is open..."

Guided By Voices and Angela.

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