Paid in full, my friends. Remind me never to get behind on this thing ever again. I'm brutal in holding myself to get back on track.I did this one with the vague idea of doing this as if it was a John Lennon tune instead of a Stephen Stills tune. There's enough creepy obsessiveness and possessiveness involved for the reading to make perfect sense if sung correctly. So you'll still just have to imagine it.
Personnel: Rex, except for Ridley popping bubble wrap in the background
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