I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin' about half past dead;
i just need some place where I can lay my head.”
Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?”
He just grinned and shook my hand, and "No!", was all he said.
It’s great when the preorder thread reminds you that you’d missed an artist in your latest purge before you’ve actually gone to the effort of bringing the records to the store!