claim your place as victim in the perverse knowledge of something to fall back on with hands held so loosely as i pour the water through so many times i tried not to wonder conflicts avoided words mumbled under breath truth buried out behind a face the advantage taken with no thought to rectify when the well is dry they will reattach themselves and again the face smiles but not to mine


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    General CommentWhat is the sample? ive VERY VERY curious!
    CinnamonHeartson September 23, 2006   Link
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    General Commentsorry...that was meant to say I'm very very curious!
    CinnamonHeartson September 23, 2006   Link
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    General Commentthe world will be different, because I have understanding...of digital watches. And soon I shall have understanding of videocassette recorders and car telephones. And when I have understanding of them, I shall have understanding of computers. And when I have understanding of computers, I shall be the Supreme Being! God isn't interested in technology. He knows nothing of the potential of the microchip or the silicon revolution. Look how he spends his time! Forty-three species of parrot! Nipples for men! Slugs!! He created slugs. They can't hear! They can't speak! They can't operate machinery! I mean, are we not in the hands of a lunatic? If I were creating a world, I wouldn't mess about with butterflies and daffodils. I would have started with lasers, eight o'clock, day one!

    It's taken from 'Time Bandits'.

    This is one of my favorite songs!
    alien13on May 21, 2009   Link
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    General CommentRight after the sample with the guy talking, this song gets unbelievably awesome. One of my favorites.
    GetItRightPeopleon February 21, 2006   Link
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    General Commentthe sample that starts at 2:00
    BulletsAreSceneon January 21, 2007   Link
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    General CommentThe sample comes from the 1991 film 'Slacker'.
    "Wake up, America. Weapons giveaway program. It's like one of those government programs. Just come and fuckin' get anything you want. We're gonna give away all the fuckin' automatic weapons. All the side-loaders, clip-loaders, shoot-em-backs... Saturday night specials... Colt. 45s, shotguns. Anything you want, chains, knives, straight razors... bottles, brick bats, baseball bats... and big kind of slanted jagged kind of things. I wanna see a goddamn big motherfuckin'... shoot 'em up, kill 'em, bang, stab 'em, crush... slice, kill, motherfuckin' boilin' oil. Catapults throwin' rocks and shit and blowin' up. Undercover shit, yeah. So I wanna see people putting secret things in fuckin' cars... and fuckin' explodin' and see the people explodin'. I wanna see knife cuttin', slice cuttin' choppin' and blowin' up. Oh, yeah. That's right. A free fuckin' weapons give away program. I see it. I'm gonna solve all these goddamn problems."
    EnergyCondomon December 30, 2008   Link

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