On a cold and gray Roscommon mornin A poor little baby Clay is born In the Ghetto (background) In the ghetto And his mama cries Cause if there's one thing she don't need It's another hungry mouth to feed In the Ghetto (background) In the ghetto That about sums it up! If you want to know anything else just email/call/facebook or throw a brick through my window with a note on it.
Clay
Let’s Leave Our Christmas Lights Up A Little Longer This Year
The Christmas season is almost over, but I don't think we should be in any rush to take down the holiday lights.