#533. The Hunter

For the love of Dog, it would appear my fellow 50 year old buddy Hunter Biden... is suddenly an artist.  Not an aspiring writer like myself.  He's a painter... unlike myself.  I can't draw for shit.    

 

Lower right corner --- hey there, could you please refrain from doing a line of blow during your own photo-op bullshit?

At the very least, let's try and maintain a minimal semblance of dignity when it comes to raising money off the name of daddio.  'Cause there's no tangential, monetary relationship here whatsoever!  Uh yeah, right.

 

 

The Hunter
sonofsaf

Art is why it really gives me a high
Ejaculation comes, it cums at the end
Paint by the numbers learn, like a liar, liars will win
Oh, in hell Trump will burn
This is so much fun father’s Joe Biden
And then we’ll auction off and I will defend

I am Hunter
Painting for blood
On the canvas sheets depend
I am Hunter
Painting to win
Greed is a seven deadly sin

Share with you, my abstract shit is a thrill
At least I’m not a Jew, addicted to pills
But my art isn’t free and you should not be asking me why
You know my brain is fried
No I never mind, cock in my behind
My ass can’t defend, throbbing erection

I am Hunter
Painting for blood
On the canvas sheets depend
I am Hunter
Painting to win
Greed is a seven deadly sin

Paint by the numbers learn, like a liar, liar within
Go to hell Trump will burn
This is so much fun, father’s Joe Biden
And then we’ll auction off, wherever I may roam

I am Hunter
Painting for blood
On the canvas sheets depend
I am Hunter
Painting for the wins
Greed is a seven deadly sin

I am Hunter
Painting for blood
I am Hunter
Painting for the wins
Greed is a seven deadly sin

 

The Hunter
Dokken

Clouds roll by as I look to the sky
And then the feeling comes, it comes on again
You know desire burns like a fire, fire of sin
Oh, will I ever learn
You're the only one I could call my own
But then the shadows fall and I'm gone again

I'm a hunter
Searching for love
On these lonely streets again
I'm the hunter
Searching for things
That I might never find again

Care for you, you know that I always will
I know it's hard for you, my taste for the kill
But then it calls to me when the moon rises full in the sky
You know it's not denied
Will I ever find love and peace of mind
On these streets again, will it ever end

I'm a hunter
Searching for love
On these lonely streets again
I'm the hunter
Searching for things
That I might never find again

You know desire burns like a fire, fire within
I guess I'll never learn
You're the only one I could call my own
But when the shadows fall, you know I won't be home

I'm a hunter
Searching for love
On these lonely streets again
I'm the hunter
Searching for the things
That I might never find again

I'm a hunter
Searching for love
I'm the hunter
Searching for the things
That I might never find again.

 

Don Dokken (born Donald Maynard Dokken -- yep that's his real last name) has one of the Top 5 voices in the history of pop metal.  But he kinda lost it along the way. These days, he can't hit the high notes for shit.  And he looks pretty out of shape (took a drive down Vince Neil Boulevard).  But the riffs and musicianship are still top notch.  Always thought Dokken deserved a higher level of acclaim.

Dokken:

6-15-88, Three Rivers Stadium, Pitttsburgh, PA (Monsters of Rock)
6-23-88, Rubber Bowl, Akron, OH (Monsters of Rock)
7-1-00, Post Gazette Pavilion, Burgettstown, PA
8-10-08, Post-Gazette Pavilion, Burgettstown, PA

Please do not share this information with Hunter Biden, President Joe Biden, former President Donald J. Trump, and/or anyone who has ever used the phrase "rockin' with Dokken."