2011

2011.
Well, peace on earth and someone leave me a will.
Yeah.
Let’s gather up some sheaves and paint the town red!
I say to thee: don’t mind the economy....after all, we are mostly water.
They say we come from stars after all.

2011.
Global warm my heart, baby.
Let’s all jump on the Peace Train.
Fireworks and nothing works like love.
Oh, yes, it’s a long road to Coronado.

2011.
New Year.
New.
Year.
Hey, baby.
I hear thunder!