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| quote: | Originally posted by Devbert
The fucking awesomeness of this song is only exceeded in supply by the shittiness of it's name. |
waddya talkin' about!!
I love cheezy titles!
hell, if I ever make just ONE good trance track in my life, I'm calling it something cheezey like...
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yeah, that's a good one. by the way, the way Armin spun this track was crazy-fast! you could get a heartattack dancin' to that.
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The father made fetuses with flesh licking ladies / While you and your mother were asleep in the trailer park / Thunderous sparks from the dark of the stadiums / The music and medicine you needed for comforting / So make all your fat, fleshy fingers fingers to moving / And pluck all your silly strings and / Bend all your notes for me and / Soft silly music is meaningful, magical / The movements were beautiful / All in your ovaries / All of them milking with green fleshy flowers / While powerful pistons were sugary sweet machines, / Smelling of semen all under the garden / Was all you were needing when you still believed in me.
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