I HAD A DREAM TWO NIGHTS AGO THAT I GOT IN A FIGHT WITH... TOM PETTY

See we were younger (like in high school I'd say) and we didn't like each other. We were in this field 'OUTSIDERS' -style and bunch of high schoolers were all there, like in a circle. We start fighting... a tough battle, but I won.

Then I got over to him, he's hunched over and stuff in his bloody blue flannel shirt and I say, "Hey man. That's it. The fighting is over. Let's be pals."

But he wouldn't shake my hand, he says, "We'll never be friends, NEVER!"

Then I just sort of feel bad. I mean, I kicked his butt and all, but...

(WHAT A WEIRD DREAM)

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