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Another one with just bass and guitar -- I must have overdubbed the vocals later. I improvised most of the chorus.
In retrospect, my inability to come up with the names of weapons, drugs and "men's magazines" (not the Playboy types; more of the paranoid/survivalist variety) should be seen as a Good Thing.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
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