In the summer of 98' or maybe 97' damn my short term memory..mon.
My friend came back from a vacation somewhere and was all about the Rasta..yes we were pot smokers..and yes I had heard of Bob..but she was "enlightened" by his music and soon enough so was I..I bought a lot of books about Bob and his beliefs..that are tied very tightly to his music..and I fell really deep into it and felt it..felt it move me..heal me..educate me..and for that I am grateful..cause there hasnt been but a handful of bands that have that kind of power..over me.
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Oh, you can't help that," said the Cat: "we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad."
“See I think drugs have done some good things for us, I really do, and if you don't believe drugs have done good things for us, do me a favor: go home tonight and take all your albums, all your tapes, and all your cds and burn 'em. 'cause you know the musicians who made all that great music that's enhanced your lives throughout the years.... rrrrrrrrreal f**kin high on drugs.”
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