WE SPIT AT, SCREAM AT, SHAKE HANDS WITH, HUG, PUNCH, KISS, FUCK, AND SHARE WEED, BEER AND FOOD WITH PEOPLE WHILE ON TOUR. CONSTANTLY. WHILE ENDURING DRASTICALLY CHANGING POLAR OPPOSITE CLIMATE EXTREMES, MIND YOU. SO I KEEP TRYING TO EDUCATE THE CREW ABOUT THE SIMPLICITY OF SOAP. NOBODY CARES, NATURALLY, AND NOW OUR FIRST CASE OF TOUR-BUS EBOLA HAS BROKEN OUT. ENJOY EUROPE COUGHING, SNEEZING AND BLEEDING WHILE IN A FEVERISH NIGHTMARE, SHITHEADS. AND KEEP THE HELL AWAY FROM MY BUNK! NOISES, NOISES, PEOPLE MAKE NOISES WHEN THEY'RE SICK. FOR MORE INFO ON SIMPLE HYGIENE, PLEASE REFER TO MY SONG "LANGUAGE".LOVE
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