Aug 19, 2026 · 29 min · 9 segments
First and foremost I apologize to both you, the loyal listeners, and our artists for the abrupt halt to our show’s production. As a result of a mental health crisis, that was brought on by a number of…
Jon NyeHostI'm back in my usual seat.
Stare at the bar top and wait.
They carve your name when you make it.
Some kind of fly hall of fate.
Oh, won't you send me a sign? I need a shot of romance.
The next woman who walks through the door, I'm gonna ask her to dance.
Good daily opens the evening door.
He's the heart of the show.
Makes all the old boys sound pretty.
All the young girls feel pro.
They play the government scrub.
They turn the two stone trick.
He swings his axe like the devil.
Smile and a wink like a stone Saint Nick.
at the edge of a sandy hill the place on the corner a bigger trench brother find your thrill the place on the corner i've failed to move and it's sinking still the place on the corner i'll cover your back if you cover my back I'll cover your tracks if you'll cover my bill Matt Donnie whispers your fortune Tells your future and past Between the sips from his ailment Between the drags from his night cigarette Then the savant's face darkens after he drinks to your health.
I'm back in my usual seat.
Stare at the bar top and wait.
They carve your name when you make it.
Some kind of fly hall of fate.
Oh, won't you send me a sign? I need a shot of romance.
The next woman who walks through the door, I'm gonna ask her to dance.
Good daily opens the evening door.
He's the heart of the show.
Makes all the old boys sound pretty.
All the young girls feel pro.
They play the government scrub.
They turn the two stone trick.
He swings his axe like the devil.
Smile and a wink like a stone Saint Nick.
at the edge of a sandy hill the place on the corner a bigger trench brother find your thrill the place on the corner i've failed to move and it's sinking still the place on the corner i'll cover your back if you cover my back I'll cover your tracks if you'll cover my bill Matt Donnie whispers your fortune Tells your future and past Between the sips from his ailment Between the drags from his night cigarette Then the savant's face darkens after he drinks to your health.
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