Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

Jerry, Phil, and Pigpen Sitting On A Fence

Jesus. Precarious?

“Yo.”

What the fuck?

“The picket fence?”

The picket fence.

“Security.”

How?

“40,000 volts running through it.”

40,000? Isn’t that a bit of overkill?

“Hey, man. I don’t work for the fuckin’ Eagles.”

True.

3 Comments

  1. mikemj

    They’re singin’ a song for me
    At their own expense

  2. Mean, Green, Devil Eating Machine

    That picket fence – that was so weird looking, even then.

    • Dick Hertz

      It seems to be working, should have used one at Altamont !

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