A little song from our friends in New York.
Check out T. Edward Wines.
They will have the “Fresh” wine available for November 16th.
Now this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I’d like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I’ll tell you how I became
“Gamay Fresh” from thin air.
In west Los Alamos born and raised
Clos Mullet is where I spent most of my days
Chillin’ out maxin’ relaxin’ all cool
And sitting own rooted
planted outside of school.
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
They grabbed me and my friends,
And We ain’t even sacred.
Whole cluster into the tank
Where we all got to share.
I whistled for a bottle and when it came near
The label said “Fresh” and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this drink was rare
But I thought, “Nah, forget it.”
– “Yo, home to Fresh Air”
I’ll pull up to the market around November 16th.
And I’ll yell to the dudes, “Yo homes smell ya later.”
I’ll look at my kingdom
It is finally a show
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Nouveau!