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Wednesday, September 16, 2015


This poem is from SO IN LOVE By Paul Spradley, save up to 75% off at


Nothing to do in the city today
All my dreams have faded away
I picked up my guitar to play
Because I want those dreams to stay

Nothing to do in the city today
All my friends have gone away
But I'm so broke I have to stay
I have nothing to do but play

Playing my guitar and sounding way too punk
My guitar was on fire and I got really wired
But around the eighth hour I was really tired
And all my tunes turned to electric junk

A friend of mine had to work today
Another was too busy to stay
I wish I could have gone away
But since I couldn't I must play

God said -- sorry it turned out this way
But you needed to practice anyway
And besides, your friends think they're having fun
They don't know they're really on the run

I wish I was on the run
Instead of working all week
Feeling like some kind of geek
I should be having a lot more fun
And I would if I was on the run

So I quit my job
And started singing
I like it a lot
But my ears are ringing
I'm on the run
Having lots of fun
City to city
And the girls are pretty
I'm playing at night
Waking up to the noonday sun
I'm on the run
And having fun

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