You can Steak 'Em in the North
You can Steak 'Em in the South
But the best part of all
Is when you Steak 'Em in your mouth
(a single tear falls from my eye)
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In my head promises are made, bottles are drained, fists are raised, seasons change, and a couple of would-be revolutionaries bike across town. In my hands is a guitar. In the practice space with me are some of my best friends.
You can hear the results on iTunes or at our site. Thanks for coming to visit.
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