Rolling down the highway in an office chair (for some reason the hills come “just right” so I roll right from one to the other without having to get off and walk).
Guitar strapped to the back of the chair.
Naked, and, of course, nobody notices me.
One of those “crank me to listen” radios on my lap, and I’m crankin’ like a mofo listening to Merle telling me he’s “Proud To Be An Okie From Muscogee”.
Don’t know about that “naked” part, ITD. What’s all THAT about???
I’ve had those dreams (being naked in public) before, and not being noticed, and being highly pissed off about it, but I’m REALLY not that way in real life!
Ohhhhh! Now I get it!
I’m really represssing those feelings, right, and I NEED to get naked, get on this little tri-corner office chair with the guitar strapped onto the back and the radio in my lap and what? Merle and then how about some…Some BTO?
(Got those visions of a naked Quasi rollin’ down the highway on that office chair yet, chirrun?)