Who The Fuck Is John Sinclair ?

You’re fucked up baby
No
This ain’t no time for breakdown baby
Ride ride on
Keep on rolling till
the wheels come off
May your shackles fall like
feathers from your ankles
May your captors be caught in
your headlights
May the mechanics of the Lord
Make your engines roll and roar
On your long day’s journey into the night
Ride ride on
Keep on rolling till
the wheels come off
(by Rob Walsh)
We have walked to
the end of nowhere
We have been walking since
the beginning of time
Like the Bedouin we have
walked the immeasurable desert
We have always walked with the wind behind
Don’t stop no walking
Brixton
Merthyr Tydfil
Manchester
Mogadishu
Glasgow
Tblisi
Bogota
Detroit
Who the fuck is John Sinclair?
Ride ride on
Keep on rolling till
the wheels come off
Ride ride on