What song are you listening to right now?

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[Freeman]

Tool-H.

 

[UGHH]

Binary Star--"Reality Check"

 

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[video=youtube;kn6-c223DUU]

 

[Freeman]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jN8zgi_xtgw

 

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http://youtu.be/9ZcQ5e761AY

 

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[Freeman]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mx9GuMnNb4A

 

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remember seeing tool in greenville sc bout '96

 

[Freeman]

who cant luv lyrics like this

All righty then

Picture this if you will

10 to 2 am, X, yogi DMT, and a box of krispy kreme's in my "need to know" pose just outside of area 51, contemplating the whole chosen people thingy when just then a flaming stealth banana split the sky like one would hope but never really expect to see in a place like this. Cutting right angle donuts on a dime and stopping right at my birkinstocks, and me yelping "holy ******' ****!"

Then the X file being, looking like some kinda blue green Jackie chan, with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of vanilla chig champa, did a slow mo matrix decent outta the butt end of the banana vessel, and hovered above my bug eyes, my gaping jaw, and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip and all I could think was, "I hope uncle martin here doesn't notice that I pissed my ****** pants!!"

So light in his way, like an apparition, he'd had me crying out...

"**** me!

It's gotta be

The dead head

Chemistry

The blotter got right on top o' me

Got me seeing E mutha ****** T!"

And after calming me down with some orange slices and some fetal spooning, E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose. He said. "you are the chosen one. The one who will deliver the message. A message of hope for those who choose to hear it, and a warning for those who do not." Me! The chosen one. They chose me!!!! And I didn't even graduate from ******' high school!!

(You'd better listen)

Then he looked right through me with somniferous almond eyes

Don't even know what that means

Must remember to write it down

This is so real

Like the time Dave floated away

See, my heart is pounding. cuz this **** never happens to me.

Can't breathe right now.

It was so real

Like I woke up in Wonderland

All sorta terrifying

I don't wanna be alone

While I tell this story

And can anyone tell me why y'all sound like peanuts parents?

Will I ever be coming down?

This is so real

Finally it's my lucky day

See, my heart is racing cuz this **** never happens to me

Can't breathe right now.

You believe me don't you?

Please believe what I've just said

See, the dead ain't touring and this wasn't all in my head

See they took me by the hand

And invited me right in

Then they showed me something

I don't even know where to begin

Strapped down to my bed

Feet cold and eyes red

I'm out of my head

Am I alive? Am I dead?

Can't remember what they said

God ****, **** the bed

Overwhelmed as one would be placed in my position

Such a heavy burden now to be the one

Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending

To write it down for all the world to see

But I forgot my pen

**** the bed again

Typical

Strapped down to my bed

Feet cold and eyes red

I'm out of my head

Am I alive? Am I dead.

Sunkist and Sudafed

Gyroscopes and infrared

Won't help. I'm brain dead

Can't remember what they said

God ****, **** the bed

Can't remember what they said to me

Can't remember what they said to make me out to be the hero

Can't remember what they said

Bob help me

Can't remember what they said

We don't know and we won't know

God **** **** the bed

 

[Freeman]

Rage against the machine- Guerrilla radio.

 

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who cant luv lyrics like this All righty then

Picture this if you will

10 to 2 am, X, yogi DMT, and a box of krispy kreme's in my "need to know" pose just outside of area 51, contemplating the whole chosen people thingy when just then a flaming stealth banana split the sky like one would hope but never really expect to see in a place like this. Cutting right angle donuts on a dime and stopping right at my birkinstocks, and me yelping "holy ******' ****!"

Then the X file being, looking like some kinda blue green Jackie chan, with Isabella Rossellini lips, and breath that reeked of vanilla chig champa, did a slow mo matrix decent outta the butt end of the banana vessel, and hovered above my bug eyes, my gaping jaw, and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip and all I could think was, "I hope uncle martin here doesn't notice that I pissed my ****** pants!!"

So light in his way, like an apparition, he'd had me crying out...

"**** me!

It's gotta be

The dead head

Chemistry

The blotter got right on top o' me

Got me seeing E mutha ****** T!"

And after calming me down with some orange slices and some fetal spooning, E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose. He said. "you are the chosen one. The one who will deliver the message. A message of hope for those who choose to hear it, and a warning for those who do not." Me! The chosen one. They chose me!!!! And I didn't even graduate from ******' high school!!

(You'd better listen)

Then he looked right through me with somniferous almond eyes

Don't even know what that means

Must remember to write it down

This is so real

Like the time Dave floated away

See, my heart is pounding. cuz this **** never happens to me.

Can't breathe right now.

It was so real

Like I woke up in Wonderland

All sorta terrifying

I don't wanna be alone

While I tell this story

And can anyone tell me why y'all sound like peanuts parents?

Will I ever be coming down?

This is so real

Finally it's my lucky day

See, my heart is racing cuz this **** never happens to me

Can't breathe right now.

You believe me don't you?

Please believe what I've just said

See, the dead ain't touring and this wasn't all in my head

See they took me by the hand

And invited me right in

Then they showed me something

I don't even know where to begin

Strapped down to my bed

Feet cold and eyes red

I'm out of my head

Am I alive? Am I dead?

Can't remember what they said

God ****, **** the bed

Overwhelmed as one would be placed in my position

Such a heavy burden now to be the one

Born to bear and bring to all the details of our ending

To write it down for all the world to see

But I forgot my pen

**** the bed again

Typical

Strapped down to my bed

Feet cold and eyes red

I'm out of my head

Am I alive? Am I dead.

Sunkist and Sudafed

Gyroscopes and infrared

Won't help. I'm brain dead

Can't remember what they said

God ****, **** the bed

Can't remember what they said to me

Can't remember what they said to make me out to be the hero

Can't remember what they said

Bob help me

Can't remember what they said

We don't know and we won't know

God **** **** the bed

rosetta stoned

 

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awesome jam!!!!

still cant believe grand funk aint in the hall of fame.

nine and a half minutes of get ya some of that.

 

[Freeman]

AFI-Miss murder

 

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