"Introduction" - Voxtrot

This was kinda weird, I listen to a lot of hip hop...like a lot of hip hop. Like if I was a killer whale from Brooklyn I’d eat like 200 CDs a day as if they were sardines. I’d jump through a ring of fire for a Wu Tang CD. Did you know that “dork” means whale penis? So next time you call someone a big ol’ dork, you might be exaggerating at least a little bit. Whale penises are already quite beefy, so calling someone a big dork makes it even more grandiose. I would imagine that it’d be so big that even a laser pointer wouldn’t be able to reach the end of it. Ok, I might be exaggerating (at least a little bit).

I would think that it would be like those 200 pipe organs in those dusty cathedrals of Eastern Europe. Only that the pipes would be all put together; the way children put plastic straws together when they drink their sodas at McDonald's. You know, cup on the table, feet on the seat, tippy toe if you must. Only difference being that the yellow and red stripes would have to line up and that children probably don’t think about how their straws resemble disassembled pipes that would accurately measure the length of whale penises.

I wish I had influence on the scientific community. I would urge them to change the plural form of penis to peni (like stimuli) and stimulus to stimuluses (like penises). Stimuluses kind of sounds like the name of an circus elephant, doesn’t it? Now now, I’m not going to go into talking about elephant penusulufaguses. But, I may talk about peanuts. PEANUTS! Ok, Richard Simmons style now.

Well, as I was saying with hip hop CDs is that like 85% (ok Russell Simmons style) of hip hop CDs have an intro track. So when I heard this I was about to just delete it. And then I heard this guy’s voice come on and I started to witness the build up. Terry, tell me the guitar in the beginning doesn’t remind you of “Like Eating Glass” by Bloc Party. Well, ok...so it doesn’t. But you’ll be damned if you don’t think it’s reminiscent.

There’s this lady here at work, a facility lady, that sorta reminds me of my mom. Which is super funny because she doesn’t look anything like her but does kind of look like her. So you know, I always treat her nice and smile at her every morning...she must think I’m into her. Ok, she doesn’t really look like my mom. But dude, if there was a lightning storm and the power went out, first person I’d run to hug would be her. That’s all I’m saying.

-- Sonnyred

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INTRODUCTION

Open your eyes and stretch your hands
This house is clean but it is not my home
Did I make this bed
The two hands touch on two

Sometimes I think of some place colder
The sound of traffic and the way it's worn
When you feel yourself grow up inside of here

And you love me just like a stranger
But you love me just like I am

Remember we ran through lovely streets
We made our rules and then we broke them first
It felt like we were running all the time
When I wouldn't give one ugly moment
I'd wrap it up, I'd keep it in my sock
I can keep it, yeah, I know what's yours is mine

And you love me just like a stranger
But you love me when

I stand to the sea, lets me love some other day
We get bored of weakness all the time
Now I won't know how much I lost until I've gone away
Your sun sets when my sun starts to shine