Sometimes There’s a Man

I only mention it because sometimes there’s a man… I won’t say a hero, ’cause, what’s a hero? But sometimes, there’s a man. And I’m talkin’ about the Zorba dude here. Sometimes, there’s a man, well, he’s the man for his time and place. He fits right in there.

Aw. I lost my train of thought here. But… aw, hell. I’ve done introduced him enough.

Down To The Disco. That’s Where The Happy People Go



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