Rip This Joint

The sunshine bores the daylights out of me. Indeed it does. On my tombstone Charlie Boy. No need for two shovels pal. I brought my own. Nice of you to drive me drive me to grave. I can see by the look in your face that you are new to this. First time out? Getting your bones?

Jimmy had a problem.

He sent you. To take me down. I know the score.

Doing what he told me. You know the deal. Nothing Personal. Never is. How’s Penny by the way?

Still at the plant. Still hate your guts.

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Rollin' Down The River
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