I heard this on the radio again today and i came out in a rash, looked up the video and proceeded to spit bile at the screen.
You know....albums, like time capsules, span the earth in circulation immortalizing their masters, how do these lyrical musical genius's keep churning out these pearls amongst such undeserving swine ??.
" Are we human or are we dancer "
....
" Are we human or are we fucking dancer !!!!! "
Brandon Flowers I hate you.
You have the fucking audacity to take Hunter S Thompsons pearls of wisdom and drop it amongst your kin, the music swine, the meany spoilers.
You my dear boy are lowering the standards of mankind... Enslaving iconic animals to surround you with that much needed edge, you two dimensional FUCK.
Prowling round your wretched attempts at credible music these proud wild cougars and eagles on strings stalk your gyrating hips, all hungry for your prime indie carcass an stretched emaciated soul.
Can you feel the weight of your worth...CAN YOU !!!!
Eagle feathers fashioned like shoulder pads will do you no favours in the great halls of the ancestral earth fathers, you monkey. In fact, your apparel in spaceman alone has earned you, your family and all your forefathers, accomplishments, deeds and lives, to be struck from the books of time.
That'll learn you.
AGENT B
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