Lanegan, for his crimes, gave us lyrics like these: Love, is the medicine good?/Is the crow flying eight miles high/Over wire and wood?/ Shovel down six feet/With a head heavy pain/The magnolia blooms so sweet/And it fades just the same. The Gravediggers Song Depth like that feels like something carved into an urn while were out here thinking Jim Morrison is this genius poet, when instead, he died a fat guy in a tub
Reciprocal higher tariffs on the countries with which the United States has the largest trade deficits will take effect April 9
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