Lyrics Keep On Chooglin' - AJJ
                                                This 
                                                songwriting 
                                                process 
                                                is 
                                                modeled 
                                                after 
                                                Brian 
                                                Wilson
 
                                    
                                
                                                Shuffling 
                                                around 
                                                in 
                                                sweatpants, 
                                                mumbling
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                much 
                                                would 
                                                go 
                                                wrong 
                                                when 
                                                he 
                                                tried 
                                                make 
                                                his 
                                                songs
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                I'm 
                                                not 
                                                that 
                                                big 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                fan 
                                                of 
                                                Brian 
                                                Wilson
 
                                    
                                
                                                My 
                                                favroite 
                                                Beach 
                                                Boys 
                                                songs 
                                                were 
                                                written 
                                                by 
                                                Charles 
                                                Manson:
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Wild 
                                                Honey 
                                                Pie' 
                                                'Why 
                                                Don't 
                                                We 
                                                Do 
                                                It 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                Road?'
 
                                    
                                
                                                No, 
                                                wait, 
                                                    I 
                                                think 
                                                that 
                                                was 
                                                The 
                                                Beatles
 
                                    
                                
                                                Everyday 
                                                    I 
                                                try 
                                                to 
                                                do 
                                                things 
                                                that 
                                                feel 
                                                alright
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                no 
                                                matter 
                                                what, 
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                like 
                                                    a 
                                                bastard 
                                                deep 
                                                inside
 
                                    
                                
                                                French 
                                                Quarter 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                bullshit, 
                                                cut 
                                                your 
                                                losses, 
                                                and 
                                                play 
                                                bass
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                listen 
                                                to 
                                                CCR
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                keep 
                                                on 
                                                chooglin'
 
                                    
                                
                                                Keep 
                                                on 
                                                keepin' 
                                                on
 
                                    
                                
                                                Don't 
                                                be 
                                                afraid 
                                                to 
                                                speak 
                                                in 
                                                your 
                                                native 
                                                tounge
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                grandson 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                ghost 
                                                is 
                                                singing 
                                                me 
                                                to 
                                                tell 
                                                    a 
                                                song
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                all 
                                                my 
                                                dead 
                                                friends 
                                                in 
                                                my 
                                                corner 
                                                now 
                                                are 
                                                cheering 
                                                me 
                                                along
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                it 
                                                fits 
                                                inside 
                                                your 
                                                head 
                                                don't 
                                                let 
                                                them 
                                                tell 
                                                you 
                                                that 
                                                you're 
                                                wrong
 
                                    
                                
                                                Because 
                                                giving 
                                                    a 
                                                shit 
                                                has 
                                                left 
                                                the 
                                                building
 
                                    
                                
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