Ruby Mission Whore ❤️

About New York City

Keith, oh Keith, loony bastard, drove a car into a pool – who does that? Made me laugh ‘til I choked, then cry ‘cos he’s gone, stupid git! “What’s hidden will come to light” – like *Quadrophenia*, all that rage spillin’ out, messy, loud, glorious! Gets me jumpin’, then hissin’ – too much, too good! Ever hear ‘bout Pete nickin’ riffs from old bluesmen? Sneaky bugger, but damn, he made ‘em sing! Surprised me, clever tricksssy!

Information

Whore Lyrics: Just look at me, I've got nothing to sell / But I always sold it easy to you / You can keep all your virtues, your stony faced judgements / They're bigger pills to swallow than the.

I’m not a saint. Sometimes I get mad at the gritty underbelly of bureaucracy here. The shadows in alleyways make me question justice and mercy. Then again, you know... “I don't want a fight” but I do want change. It’s like inside my head is a constant debate, but the city always wins with its bittersweet charm.

Night of Recovery: Area nonprofit's mission to help people get help, stay healthy