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spoken:
The hours, days, and months of trial
Which represent the change or modification
In any one of the millions of components
Of today’s search for the future
May best be translated by the following
Sound series
That you need to know
It’s cloggin up your mind
Before we start playin
Man, I thought you were college people here
You must have some questions
That’s why you goin to school
You don’t know shit
I beg your pardon, I couldn’t hear ya
Get up and do anything
It’s hip, the way you dance now-a-days
You know, you used to have to get a lady
Walk out on the floor and dance
Shit, now you can just walk out there
And be dancin
That’s real hip
But you could never get a lady
Three, two, one, release
One test
One of many tests
Each one has been a step
Forward and upward
Into the vast deep blue unknown
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| Notes
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 Available On: Desert Sessions vols. 3 & 4 (1998)
Notes:
Recorded in June 23-26, 1998
Musicians:
T. Fresh - turntables
Carlo Von Sextron (Josh Homme) - drums
Jesse "The Devil" Hughes - guitar
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