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You have a sad feeling for a moment, then it passes. And the record begins with a song of rebellion. Burn the ships. Part lies, part heart, part truth, part garbage. As the good reverend would say, why we are on this particular mission, we'll never know, but I do know, here today, that the black knights will emerge victorious once again. I came, I saw, I praise the Lord, then break the law. For those about to rock, we salute you. I’m picking up good vibrations. I think it's time we blow this scene. Get everybody and the stuff together. Okay, three, two, one, let's jam. Get behind me, Satan! Lord knows I'm weak, won't somebody get me off of this reef? Fire and maneuver. Fire for effect. Be excellent to each other. We are the renegades of funk. A student of error who can only prevail. Remember that we are not descended from fearful men. All we can do is by some sly roundabout way introduce something that they can't stop. Did you reinforce the takeoff ramp? And it got me all fired up, to go far away. Successful hills are here to stay, everything must be this way. Get there firstest with the mostest. I find myself completely out of control and wonder how could life could surprise me again and again and again, so completely. And it's happened once again, I'll turn to a friend, someone that understands, sees through the master plan. There's no one thing that's true. It's all true. It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine. They gave us an engine that first went up and down, and then with more technology the engine went around. True care, truth brings. Only this time let go of your conscious self and act on instinct. So please, show me your teeth, I'll show mine. All I wanted to do was to make something beautiful. Course he isn't safe. But he's good. He's the King, I tell you. Memento mori. There is no greater solitude than that of a samourai, unless it is that of the tiger in the jungle...perhaps. What's the frequency, Kenneth? Too close for missiles, switching to guns. They don't know nothing about redemption. Are you sure that we are awake? It seems to me that yet we sleep, we dream. But when you suddenly move from a lighted room to a dark one, you can't see for a second, and that's when the dust bunnies come out. May the road rise up to meet you. Impossible is nothing. Set, set that crown on the ground. Operator! Get me the president of the world! Be water, my friend. Talk to me, Goose. When it all goes quiet behind my eyes. Confusion and diffusion. There's a sort of evil out there. Operator... I fight for the user. A tiny kingdom at the bottom of the trees, where I was always a winner and I was usually right. We can be heroes, just for one day. If it bleeds, we can kill it. Nullius in verba. I love chillin, hangin out, havin fun and just fuckin chillin. No one listens to Turtle. Could it be that we are fighting a war that can't be won? 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Your great-grandfather always said, wasting is an art. Knock on the sky, listen for the sound. Ex animo. I ain't scared of nothing. See you, space cowboy. Fear is the mind-killer. True shred guitar. Remember, the enemy's gate is down. We're on a mission from God. And sailed back over a year and in and out of weeks and through a day. And there aren't any more guns in the valley. Back off Warchild, seriously. Stay humble, stack sats. Teach them to yearn for the vast and endless sea. Reactors online. Sensors online. Weapons online. All systems nominal. Back to save the universe. It hurt itself in its confusion! We decided? My best interest? If he's an angel, he's sure a murderin' angel. What senses do we lack that we cannot see and cannot hear another world all around us. Alright you primitive screwheads, listen up! You see this? This is my boomstick! An elegant weapon for a more civilized age. Go now, you are forgiven. We need to roll back the state. So did I work off the doughnuts and the ten double dollars? Damn it feels good to be a gansta. My ears are blown to bits from all the rifle hits, but still I crave that sound. All the armies of Europe and Asia could not by force take a drink from the Ohio River or set a track on the Blue Ridge in a trial of a thousand years.
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