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Just Do It. Dear Fried My Little Brains, Fried My Little Brains- I jus keep singin it! FRIED MY LITTLE BRAINS! I wont move over! I wont get done! FRIED MY LITTLE BRAINS! FRIED MY LITTLE BRAINS! Yeah, we took some Killer Shit jus before we went on patrol- Fuckin green strobe lights! Turn out the lights, she's coming to fight & then she'll go- Cowgirl swears she needs to ride a pod! Shoots at 5 pods hidin outside the mosque, we run for cover but shit, we're stuck in Velvet Snow, Again! Feet dont move fast enough! But then Tink, he does his thing with his gun/wand- Dont ask, dont tell- and we almost fall down fuckin laughin so hard- Hoe down in the desert! But then- The Fan hits the Shit! Everything gets all churchy- sorta spinnin in slow motion- Why should I care?- I see all the squad dancin. Real slowlike. B&P does a fuckin moonwalk- Yeah, bring Michaeljackson here to molest the dead kids- Yeah, we have been warned, it's a classic sign. Killer hits the ground first- He says he's been practicing that move since his grandpa told him about the Glory of the Nam. So then it's like quiet. Sick takes out his laptop, says he's gonna find the pods online. But Killer says, all smartass & cool like Detroit itself, "Pods dont surf." We all think on that & groove to the oldtime political jive & jizz. It makes GI Joe kinda sad & happy at the same time. "If I had my board I could righteously ride those sand dunes..." But a fuckin bullet from Nowhere south of Bagdad hits him in the side of his head. It's crazy how the human body can turn into a fish flip-flopping in front of you. I was closest to GI Joe & I looked into his eyes- It was so weird but it felt kinda queer like we were faggots or some shit cause I asked him, "How do you feel?" and he said loud enough for everyone to hear- "It's almost like being in love...." I shoulda kissed the Fucker, right there, to teach him a fuckin lesson. T&A pushes me out of the way with her medic authority & she tells him, "Hold on." You know, Bro, I think how many times have I heard someone say hold on & I hope to JesusAllahBuddhaElvis or whoever, that I can. So as T&A is wrapping GI Joe's head in bandages- Did you ever notice how fuckin ALIVE blood is?! It's crawling with Life! "OUTATHAWAY!" yell 2 other medics who appear out of fuckin nowhere. Humvees take GI Joe away. And then the twisted shit starts again. The pods are on the roof of the mosque, we're gettin it from both sides! In the jungle you're never gonna get clean. Then the pods start that too-fuckin-weird tongue-clickin chicken-sound and Backjack grabs the microphone and starts howling! It scares the fuckin shit out of the pods! The Power of The Rocknroll! 3 of them try to escape from the mosque and it's like we all taste Blood- Howlin & Shootin like maniacs- Those 3 die hard! "Power!" "Power, Baby!" Oh, it was so much fuckin fun! All Hell broke loose! The pods came running out, shrieking like araby banshees- That's what all that brainwashing will do! Sick commands us to stop. And everything stops- the wind, the dust, the sky, the light stops, too. The pods fall to the earth and begin to crawl on all four like dogs when suddenly a fuckin herd of goats- Hundreds of goats!- Appears! The pods crawl among the goats and the goats are looking at us. A family of shepherds with 5 kids hearding the goats stops in the street between the mosque and the empty marketplace. Those fuckin goats stink! Tink sings, "Comfortably numb." Funny Fuck! Then- I swear to God(again)- all the goats & pods & shepherds & their kids start to do this stranger-than-shit "I Zimbra" dance. Like a fuckin movie musical! All synchronized, in perfect step & rhythm. (Later at base Killer insists we were all hypnotized or put into some such mystical A-Rab trance shit.) But I saw it happen- with my own eyes. And out of the corner of my eyes I saw everyone else- B&P,T&A,Cowgirl,Sick,Backjack,Tink and even Killer- transformed. Maybe the pods dropped some heavy airborn drugs over us- but I felt like there was just this one big heartbeat, throbbing through all of us & them & even the fuckin goats! I dont think we started to dance exactly but it was like we were dancing in our blood streams, primitive- live. Primeval in the desert. Scary. Wonderful. "Somethin filled up my heart with nothin, someone told me not to cry-" Do you remember that time we were so tripped out we almost fell off the top of Jimmy's Cliff? And we were sure we HAD fallen- and Risen? Oh, yeah, like that times ten. "Better look out below!" One of the young goats- I know, I know it's called a kid- was smacked on its butt and it started skipping towards us. I dont know what I was thinking- Actually, I wasnt thinking at all, I was drunk, I was unsteady & everything was hazy- The kid skipping all to one side, I could see all four of its skinny bent legs off the ground- space between its feet & earth lit up with dusty orange light- I could only admit this to You- my priestrabbimulah- but I knew love so tender should never be denied. So I took a step forward to greet the kid, it spoke to me- in goat language, of course, I'm not that fuckin crazy!- The goat said, "Come along, come along to kiss me before I'm gone..." Killer tried to grab me back. I was close enough to the goat to notice that its eyes were covered with a cloudy white film- a blind baby goat- Now that poor creature doesnt have long to live, I thought. And the goat must have been thinking the same thing about me- station to station. Just as its nose was twitching with my scent (and I smelled its funky goat odor mixed with some familiar metallic scent) and its pink lips were searching for something to suck on- I noticed the grenade tied to its neck. "It's too late to be late again!" Did I freeze? I dont fuckin know. I felt the goat's lips graze my fingertips, its milky eyes staring up at me in blind wonder, I heard Sick yell something desperate. But, you know, I had already left this place in my brain because I was hearing my Uncle R in the basement before he disappeared singing along to vinyl, "It's not the side effects of the cocaine, I'm thinking that it must be love." So the voice that warned me- that made me turn away- that saved my fucking brilliant young life-(Ah, you thought I was dead , right? Bro, dont lie to me- I've seen you raw after confession.)- It was my crazy fuckin uncle singing- I fuckin HEARD him! I saw all the faces of my squad blank with fear, I guess it was fear. The goat leapt to greet me. I tripped & fell as I saw its head blown off- Its eyes wide open, its tongue licking the air. Its flesh exploding like red fireworks shooting everywhere at once. And the whole fuckin world became a cartoon! The goats,pods,GI's,the mosque, the helicopters on the dayglo horizon, Judgement Day, my own self evaporated and reformed into cartoon molecules blowing up in fuckin South Park. We were all dead! But we were cartoons! Kenny's dead- until the next episode. I spun in mid-air- Fuckin Cool-O! Like in Toledo! O-Hio! How did that kid goat lift me up so High? This aint no wow no more. Drip Drip Drip Drip Drip Kinda like, drip drip drip drip drip kinda like....I guess it's morphine dripping into me- Pure golden honey light fills me up. Every night about 11 o'clock I go out. I want some more. They think I'm fuckin out of it but I'm more in it than I've ever been. AND I hope his fuckin drunken daughters are gay. over & in, your bro over here not there © 2005 by Richard Sassin |
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2 Reviews:
I'm still blown away by how great this soundtrack is.
Wow, this is incredible- howcum nobody knows about this site?! I swear I saw this movie in my head while listening to the soundtrack. Really cool
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