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Rosetta Stoned
(专辑: 10,000 Days - 2006)
Alright then, picture this if you will: 10 to 2
AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a
box of Krispy Kremes, in my "need to know" pose, just outside of Area 51. Contemplating the
whole "chosen people" thing with just a
flaming stealth banana split the
sky like one would hope but never really expect to see in a
place like this. Cutting right angle donuts on a
dime and stopping right at my Birkenstocks, and me yelping... Holy fucking shit! Then the
X-Files being, looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan with Isabella Rossellini lips and breath that reeked of vanilla Chig Champa, Did a
slow-mo Matrix descent out of the
butt end of the
banana vessel and hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw, and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip and all I
could think was: "I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice that I
pissed my fucking pants." So light in his way, Like an apparition, He had me crying out, "Fuck me. It's gotta be Deadhead Chemistry. The
blotter got right on top of me. Got me seeing E-motherfuckin'-T!" And after calming me down with some orange slices and some fetal spooning, E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose. He said, "You are the
Chosen One, the
One who will deliver the
message. A
message of hope for those who choose to hear it and a
warning for those who do not." Me. The
Chosen One? They chose me! And I
didn't even graduate from fucking high school. You'd better... You'd better... You'd better... You'd better listen Then he looked right through me With somniferous almond eyes. Don't even know what that means Must remember to write it down. This is so real. Like the
time Dave floated away. See my heart is pounding, 'Cause this shit never happens to me. Can't breathe, right now! It was so real. Like I
woke up in Wonderland. All sort of terrifying. I
don't wanna be all alone when I
tell this story. And can anyone tell me why You all sound like Peanuts parents Will I
ever be coming down? This is so real. Finally it's my lucky day. See my heart is racing, 'Cause this shit never happens to me. Can't breathe, right now! You believe me, don't you? Please believe what I
just said, see the
Dead ain't touring. And this wasn't all in my head. See they took me by the
hand and invited me right in, Then they showed me something. I
don't even know where to begin. Strapped down my bed. Feet cold and eyes red. I'm out my head. Am I
alive, am I
dead? Can't remember what they said. God damn. Shit the
bed! High... I I I I
I... high... I I I I I
High [Repeated] Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position. Such a
heavy burden now to be the
one. Born to bear and bring to all the
details of our ending To write it down for all the
world to see. But I
forgot my pen, Shit the
bed again, Typical. Strapped down my bed. Feet cold and eyes red. I'm out my head. Am I
alive, am I
dead? Sunkist and Sudafed, Gyroscopes and infrared. Won't help, brain dead. Can't remember what they said. God damn. Shit the
bed! I
can't remember what they said to me. Can't remember what they said to make me out to be a
hero! Can't remember what they said. Bob help me. Can't remember what they said. Don't know. Won't know. [Repeated] God damn. Shit the
bed!
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