Today a part of me was ripped away. In my childhood, I was a huge Monkees fan. I watched every episode as they aired and recorded the audio of each with my Radio Shack cassette recorder. Following the show, I would play that tape over and over and over and over.
Play the drum a little louder, Tell me I can live without her, If I only listen to the band.
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