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This crazy getaway song is a little something I wrote when I was convinced that the cops were about to raid my apartment for some reason.
It sounds a little neurotic, kind of like a space-jazzy Radiohead song, except all instrumental.
Make up some words to go along with it!
I was going to, but then I got tired, and then I got old and lazy, and now I’m content just to watch those damned kids with their dirt bikes and ghetto blasters and won’t they ever just grow up.
Except that instead of me being old and lazy, I’m actually just practicing for later in life. I hate being caught unprepared for such things.
What would you do if you suddenly found out you were old, and also kind of lazy? Let’s see how you handle it, Tough Guy!
Hey! Come back here when I’m talking to you!
Don’t just walk away from me! I didn’t mean what I said about the duck-billed platypus…
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So Round. So Smooth. So Tightly Packed. AMERICAN SPIRIT CIGARETTES. Then, there's like, this totally soft camera dissolve, into this midriff shot of some girl whom has scratched a rift into her Girbaud jeans in the Eleventh Grade, who has a pouch of turquoise American Spirits rolling tobacco tucked discretely into her right butte pocket. From the angle of the camera, from the midriff down, you can see the little Native American Guy hitting his piece pipe from the side, looking at you from the side pocket of the scratched out long-fisherman fingernail polished with Manic Panic Original Polish, Cerulean Blue, or whatever. In any case, so, yeah. He's looking at you out the side of the corner butte pocket, wandering weather or naught you payed a tension in Spanish class that day. Sincerely, Jacques Eliott Merlot
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Thom Yorke liked this track so much that Radiohead convinced ɃɈȪЯҠ herself to do an unplugged, all-acoustic instrumental cover that is hard to find, but search the ᶆᶏᶉᶏᶇᵭᵰ setlist for more information.
