Moshe Dayan:
"i know all the perverts"
Moshe Dayan:
i found my mind in a brown paper bag, but then...
Moshe Dayan:
our mother the mountain
Moshe Dayan:
doo doo doo
Moshe Dayan:
summer is here and the time is right for racing in the streets
Moshe Dayan:
follow the birds
Moshe Dayan:
FUCK YOU PARTY TIME
Moshe Dayan:
ms. white
Moshe Dayan:
compromises are for relationships, not wine.
Moshe Dayan:
in the cold, cold night
Moshe Dayan:
woman
Moshe Dayan:
carleton heston
Moshe Dayan:
that's the way i remember her
Moshe Dayan:
ol' Gs be dubbing me the street mark twain
Moshe Dayan:
straight down the mississippi river to the gulf of mexico
Moshe Dayan:
shag and his flock of womens
Moshe Dayan:
a day at court
Moshe Dayan:
wino
Moshe Dayan:
Crissie's pants
Moshe Dayan:
Crissie
Moshe Dayan:
there's dust on your silver
Moshe Dayan:
all of these awful things i have heard
Moshe Dayan:
beach bum
Moshe Dayan:
delta momma blues
Moshe Dayan:
we had the ocean in a shell
Moshe Dayan:
wasted hours that you make new
Moshe Dayan:
heroin tastes like chicken
Moshe Dayan:
goodbye ruby tuesday
Moshe Dayan:
yet to be misunderstood is the miserable destiny of people like myself.
Moshe Dayan:
lord i gotta get out of this town
