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DJ: “… I don’t know, I didn’t… I didn’t think I’d be the one holding the air, I never spoke live before the event consumed the many. I’ve no news for the desperate survivors and… and I can’t… well, I can hope that this next song might help us survive a little longer…"
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It is a time of desolation, chaos and queso. Brother pitted against brother; babies havin' babies (the last one is directly taken from a strongbad's speech, a textual tribute). Then one day came a band, a band with several pieces of various small sausages embedded between their teeth. And beer. And no girls. And the heart of a champion. Sooo, deep in its heart (the band's heart) a great need for changes is hidden, really hidden (only the deep-sea fangly fishes know what I am talking about). This is a great biography. But, one day, that kind of need turned into a different one: the need to jump around, pump up and get down. IT'S OVER!
It is a time of desolation, chaos and queso. Brother pitted against brother; babies havin' babies (the last one is directly taken from a strongbad's speech, a textual tribute). Then one day came a band, a band with several pieces of various small sausages embedded between their teeth. And beer. And no girls. And the heart of a champion. Sooo, deep in its heart (the band's heart) a great need for changes is hidden, really hidden (only the deep-sea fangly fishes know what I am talking about). This is a great biography. But, one day, that kind of need turned into a different one: the need to jump around, pump up and get down. IT'S OVER!
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