Mike Watt
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Mike Watt
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Thistle headed man
With hawks on your hand
A mule that's a jug
Is what you saddle up
You spread your own feathers
Boastin' you're untethered
From your place in line
Even the mouse you're behind
Thistle headed man
Butch for the show promenade
Your cocked-head bow ridin' backwards
You, not the mule
A crown of thistle fashioned for you
To match your head match the swagger
Mock the mocked, loose the bladder