The Motorfuzzin' Ibex
Dedicated to all the cruisers, bluesers, and bruisers of the Sabbath highways. And riffs. Lots and lots of riffs
This still ain't no flower power trip...
Fire walk with me...
Cool off in a deluge of acid and flowers
Sun-scorched grooves for the afterlife
It's supermothafuzzalicious baby!
Are you tripping? You sure as hell are!
A hazy explosion of vintage wizardry
Prepare for the end...
Peace, love, and folkloric nature worship abound
Ascend the Floydian nirvana and never return
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