spirits michael love amd wine. 000714 ... Nine Volt Jesus the sting of the liquor and the accusing fingers of the unquiet dead who have stood over my head like a black cloud since i was a boy, chasing me to the edges of madness and sometimes the face that stares back from my mirror looks nothing at all like me 000715 ... jane i wish i didn't have to worry about driving i wish i could dump the spirits into my body and forget that i ever had inhibitions i wish i could say what i really mean 030604 what's it to you? who go blather from