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This next song, uh, when we perform this one, I like to, uh
I like to imagine myself atop, uh, our old car, the black
Cadillac. Uh, I like to imagine that we're, that I'm dancing
Atop that thing one more time. I like to imagine that Crispin
Glover didn't get that thing towed and impounded and destroyed
I blame Crispin Glover for us not having the Cadillac anymore
This next song's for Crispin. It's called "She's Mine."
Lovers having short careers
I wonder if they are but fears
They quickly gain their weight too much
And slowly slowly losing touch
Lovers having short careers
It's like they never use their ears
To listen to their beating chest
That pound like elevated mess
In the wind (It's just water)
And the rain (It's just water)
It's just water (It's just water)
In the wind (It's just water)
And the rain (It's just water)
She's mine (It's just water)
Lovers out amongst their peers
Their hearts leak blood like dropping tears
They beat themselves into a state
Confused and lost without a mate
Lovers out amongst their peers
The boos start drowning out the cheers
'Cause when you're fucking with your fate
You can't take no on the first date
In the wind (It's just water)
And the rain (It's just water)
It's just water (It's just water)
In the wind (It's just water)
And the rain (It's just water)
She's mine (It's just water)
How you feeling, Rugwane?
Ladies and gentlemen, please make some noise for my good friend and
Business partner, Mr. Warren Warren's saxophone. Let him have it!
It's just water
Taste it, I promise
It's just water
It's just water
Taste it, I promise
It's just water
It's just water
Taste it, I promise
It's just water
It's just water
Taste it, I promise
It's just water
Oh yeah, San Francisco. Who fuckin' knew?
I've been getting a lot of, uh, interaction online. People interact
With us online quite a lot, they send us, uh, they send us all kinds
Of things. Semi, half-abusive messages, kind of antagonistic
Communications. Uh, it's generally, generally ends up being... what
What appears to be, uh, the lonelier-looking, uh, straight white men
Uh, and so this next song that we're gonna perform is, uh, is a
Little bit about that, that, that sense of, uh, that sense of
Empowerment you get from being online. And
And whether it's, uh, valid or not. Uh, it's
Certainly there. This song's called "The Internet."