Insignificance!!
frankzappa
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All in all it's no one's fault. Excuses turn to carbon walls.
Blame it all on chemical intercourse.
The swallowed seeds of arrogance breeding in the thoughts of ten-thousand fools that fight irrelevance.
The full moon is dead skin. The one down here's wearing thin.
So set up the ten pins as the human tide rolls in.
Like a ball that's spinning.
Bombs dropping down overhead. On the ground.
It's instilled to want to live.
Bombs dropping down. Please forgive our hometown in our insignificance.
"Turn the jukebox up," he said. Dancing in irreverence.
Play C-3. Let the song protest.
The plates began to shift. Perfect lefts come rolling in.
I was alone and far away, hey. When I heard the band start playing.
On the lip they take off.
Bombs dropping down overhead. Underground.
It's instilled to want to live.
Bombs dropping down. Please forgive our hometown in our insignificance.
Feel like resonance of distance. In the blood the iron lies.
It's instilled to want to live.
Bombs dropping down. Please forgive our hometown in our insignificance.
Oh, in our insignificance, oh.
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man, what a song. just popped into my head. I live out here in Connecticut. We have like 4 Pratt and Whitneys, Electric Boat Company (makes submarines), the Coast Guard School, and we're nestled between NYC and Boston. Rules of warfare say to take out the production areas first, followed by major cities. Drop a nuke on either city, and we're in fallout zone. This song always made me think about that.
Blame it all on chemical intercourse.
The swallowed seeds of arrogance breeding in the thoughts of ten-thousand fools that fight irrelevance.
The full moon is dead skin. The one down here's wearing thin.
So set up the ten pins as the human tide rolls in.
Like a ball that's spinning.
Bombs dropping down overhead. On the ground.
It's instilled to want to live.
Bombs dropping down. Please forgive our hometown in our insignificance.
"Turn the jukebox up," he said. Dancing in irreverence.
Play C-3. Let the song protest.
The plates began to shift. Perfect lefts come rolling in.
I was alone and far away, hey. When I heard the band start playing.
On the lip they take off.
Bombs dropping down overhead. Underground.
It's instilled to want to live.
Bombs dropping down. Please forgive our hometown in our insignificance.
Feel like resonance of distance. In the blood the iron lies.
It's instilled to want to live.
Bombs dropping down. Please forgive our hometown in our insignificance.
Oh, in our insignificance, oh.
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man, what a song. just popped into my head. I live out here in Connecticut. We have like 4 Pratt and Whitneys, Electric Boat Company (makes submarines), the Coast Guard School, and we're nestled between NYC and Boston. Rules of warfare say to take out the production areas first, followed by major cities. Drop a nuke on either city, and we're in fallout zone. This song always made me think about that.
"If god really made us in his image, that means god is dumb all over and a little ugly on the side" -FZ
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it's an fuckin' awesome song. I never really liked it much until i bought the San Francisco boot from the 2000 tour and it has an awesome version on it (it's the version that's also on TB2K).
So yeah, thanks for posting about this cool song!
Don't let me know we're invisible
We could dance, dance, dance thru' the fire
Dance, dance, dance thru' the fire
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!! CT!! hee hee hee im from ffld county!! yeah!!! (well not anymore but haha)
You make me feel uncalm and I think I like it - 311
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