(Amongst snails, spiders and porcupines) POLIÇA: What happened to your freedom? Han Solo: Lost it amongst the trees P: your hands look red… have you been bleeding? HS: …I seduced the teacher… P: Came as soon as I saw the fire burning down HS: I don’t need anyone P: Why would you throw matches in my home? …don’t know where to turn HS: Is that all? P: apologize!...
Morning, Mrs. Magpie
Not about the lyrics, but how they’re delivered. Not about the song, but about the atmosphere.
Give Up The Ghost
(Thriller Houseghost RMX)
Back Street Spice
Yoko Spice: Is that lice dancing all over your head? Blondie Spice: …and hers, and yours, and probably your little wide-eyed spicy-Spice too! Pole Spice: Run for your lives, call Back Street Spice! YS: But there’s something about this one… it has a twinkle in its eyes. BS: …are you two together now, or is this a 3-way call? PS: Is this not what technology is for? YS: Brava...
J: …but I want to… A: The secret shall not be leaked. J: …but I have this urge… A: Control it you must. J: …but they look so pretty… A: Under wraps remain they should. Orders I follow not. A: What have you done?! What have you done?! J: Consider this, what’s done is done. I trust you not. J: But not for long… for I will rise from deep below, trust me...