Grrr. Things are sucking right now, all I want to do is pop heads off people with six shooters and BULLETS! BULLETS! MOTHERFUCKERS.... 
So in commemoration of this killing feeling, In place of an actual journal of me bieng whiney and bitter about shit that won't matter in a week, I shall post the lyrics of the song that was going through my head all day.
This song is a great, low, Rumbling Pre-Storm song...imaging a pissed off Classic Era Clint Eastwood, or the first section of "The Dark Tower" when the Gunslinger rolls into town...and NO ONE IS LEFT ALIVE when he leaves. Like the rage in "High Plains Drifter". It sounds like that.
"Walking in the Great Shining Path of Monster Trucks"
By Clutch
WEll I crashed a Cadillac through the gates of Hell,
And returned with a Fist full of Dollars
And Evil Knievel like Virgil...
Was a Gentlemen as well as a Scholar
Cuz I fly like retroglide buckshot
Even though and I hang like a hex on a barn
Grind the guardrail like a nail on a file
Above and beyond the WHOLE nine yards...
Well I rolled Jesse Helms like cigarette
an smoked him higher than the higest
of the minarets
Jesse James coulnd't even handle it,
started lookin at me like I was sanskrit...
Cuz in the Great Shining Path
of the Great Monster Trucks
There's no such thing as beginners luck
I'm the Dirty Dozen...
For the Price of one...
!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!
Get it while it's hot..
going going going GONE!
It's about time, you started learning
you started learning to come to where the flavor is!
FLAVOR IS
The skies are always sunny
In the heart of Flavor country
Where the washers stuffed with money
are growin like grass...
Junk bondage racks
never cut you slack
But that's the way the racket goes
when roundin up Greenbacks
Don't hate me just cuz I'm beautiful
You'll be findin that it's really not unusual
When you're raised with
the Good
The Bad
The UGLY!!!!
A HOLY TRINITY IN FLAVOR COUNTRY!
It's about time, you started learning
you started learning to come to where the flavor is!
Flavor is!
It's about time, you started learning
you started learning to come to where the flavor is!
Flavor is!
I got Spurs that Jingle Jangle Jingle...
I GOT SPURS THAT JINGLE JANGLE JINGLE...
AND YOU ARE MY HAPPY TRAIL!
AND YOU ARE MY HAPPY TRAIL!
AND YOU ARE MY HAPPY TRAIL!
AND YOU ARE MY HAPPY TRAIL!
The skies are always sunny in the heart of flavor country...
The skies are always sunny in the heart of flavor country...
The skies are always sunny
in the heart of
FLAVOR COUNTRY
So in commemoration of this killing feeling, In place of an actual journal of me bieng whiney and bitter about shit that won't matter in a week, I shall post the lyrics of the song that was going through my head all day.
This song is a great, low, Rumbling Pre-Storm song...imaging a pissed off Classic Era Clint Eastwood, or the first section of "The Dark Tower" when the Gunslinger rolls into town...and NO ONE IS LEFT ALIVE when he leaves. Like the rage in "High Plains Drifter". It sounds like that.
"Walking in the Great Shining Path of Monster Trucks"
By Clutch
WEll I crashed a Cadillac through the gates of Hell,
And returned with a Fist full of Dollars
And Evil Knievel like Virgil...
Was a Gentlemen as well as a Scholar
Cuz I fly like retroglide buckshot
Even though and I hang like a hex on a barn
Grind the guardrail like a nail on a file
Above and beyond the WHOLE nine yards...
Well I rolled Jesse Helms like cigarette
an smoked him higher than the higest
of the minarets
Jesse James coulnd't even handle it,
started lookin at me like I was sanskrit...
Cuz in the Great Shining Path
of the Great Monster Trucks
There's no such thing as beginners luck
I'm the Dirty Dozen...
For the Price of one...
!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!
Get it while it's hot..
going going going GONE!
It's about time, you started learning
you started learning to come to where the flavor is!
FLAVOR IS
The skies are always sunny
In the heart of Flavor country
Where the washers stuffed with money
are growin like grass...
Junk bondage racks
never cut you slack
But that's the way the racket goes
when roundin up Greenbacks
Don't hate me just cuz I'm beautiful
You'll be findin that it's really not unusual
When you're raised with
the Good
The Bad
The UGLY!!!!
A HOLY TRINITY IN FLAVOR COUNTRY!
It's about time, you started learning
you started learning to come to where the flavor is!
Flavor is!
It's about time, you started learning
you started learning to come to where the flavor is!
Flavor is!
I got Spurs that Jingle Jangle Jingle...
I GOT SPURS THAT JINGLE JANGLE JINGLE...
AND YOU ARE MY HAPPY TRAIL!
AND YOU ARE MY HAPPY TRAIL!
AND YOU ARE MY HAPPY TRAIL!
AND YOU ARE MY HAPPY TRAIL!
The skies are always sunny in the heart of flavor country...
The skies are always sunny in the heart of flavor country...
The skies are always sunny
in the heart of
FLAVOR COUNTRY
clara:
Whoah. There, there.