derriere

Written by: DON JOHNSON

derriere... the spirit spark within me laughs, thinks when death does get his chance, my mates be there with bulldust chaff, for spirit wise, few bloody harps, perhaps, i should have learned some craft, but i don't bloody care :) wingless without a prayer, the wanderer is where? some other bugger laughed... you're on your derriere... at last…. Don Johnson