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I never went to New Orleans. I never sipped a brandy on bourbon street or hung with a streetcorner musician; I never got to chill in the jazz clubs or kick it with some real jazz cats, I never got to spend mardi gras in the big easy.
New Orleans, birthplace of my music and my kind.
New Orleans; dead.
*EDIT*
y'know what else is sad? none of you cunts noticed... none of you care. you're small-minded idiots rotting in wisconsin (or minnesota, or texas, or illinois, or Michigan, etc) and you think that you're the center of the fucking universe. you know nothing about the world. go to hell where you belong, juvenile idiots.
New Orleans, birthplace of my music and my kind.
New Orleans; dead.
*EDIT*
y'know what else is sad? none of you cunts noticed... none of you care. you're small-minded idiots rotting in wisconsin (or minnesota, or texas, or illinois, or Michigan, etc) and you think that you're the center of the fucking universe. you know nothing about the world. go to hell where you belong, juvenile idiots.