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"In the day we sweat it out in the streets of a runaway american dream
At night we ride through mansions of glory in suicide machines
Sprung from cages out on highway 9,
Chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin out over the line
Baby this town rips the bones from your back
Its a death trap, its a suicide rap"
- Springsteen -
Clearly there is no life after death. Because if there was at least one Vette fanatic in that graveyard, he would have risen from the dead to look at that C6.
08-28-2006, 05:17 PM
