From: owner-the-avenue-digest@smoe.org (the-avenue-digest) To: the-avenue-digest@smoe.org Subject: the-avenue-digest V1 #3 Reply-To: the-avenue@smoe.org Sender: owner-the-avenue-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-the-avenue-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk the-avenue-digest Sunday, May 12 2002 Volume 01 : Number 003 Today's Subjects: ----------------- test 3 ["Michael" ] ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Sun, 12 May 2002 16:56:07 +1000 From: "Michael" Subject: test 3 SIDE ONE I Just Can't Make It* Words & Music by Richard Clapton (Gypsy Music) Gonna sit out the summer on the esplanade, Make a little spending money, washing cars, Sit here, drink beer, looking for fun, But you won't catch me working for anyone. Chorus: I just can't make it You built this world up just for people like you, I just can't make it, Won't see me living the way you do. You pay your taxes and I'll have the good time, Hanging around the unemployment line, You're trying to tell me that I'll live in hell, But you don't even seem to understand yourself. Oh this ain't exactly heaven, Don't know if I'll laugh or cry, But I do my best and I just keep searching, Just to have a good time - ------------------------------ End of the-avenue-digest V1 #3 ******************************