LUMPENPROLETARIAT   Today’s the Fourth of July.  Another June has gone by.  And when they light up our town I just think what a waste of gunpowder and sky.  I’m certain that I am alone in harbouring thoughts of our home.  It’s one of my faults that I can’t quell my past.  I ought to have gotten it gone…

—Messina

“4th of July” by Aimee Mann

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“Stupid Thing” by Aimee Mann