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Reblogged from saol-alainn-oiche-alainn
#OH SNAP IT’S ON #SAMUEL’S ALL COMING IN HERE TRYING TO MAKE BOBBY FEEL LIKE HE’S NOT THEIR ‘REAL’ PARENT #AND BOBBY AIN’T HAVING NONE OF THAT SHIT #UH UH #BITCH I HAVE RAISED THOSE KIDS #AND LOVED THE FUCK OUT OF THOSE LITTLE SHITS #AND YOU COME INTO MY CRIB #AND TRY TO TELL ME I’M PRETENDING TO BE THEIR FATHER #SOMEBODY HOLD MY BEARD #BOBBY SINGER #FUCKING AWESOME
Reblogged from rawrbridgett
One of my favorite tracks on the album, this one is so ridiculously melodic that it can’t help but get my attention. And if the music didn’t get my attention? The lyrics most certainly would:
Now you’ve graduated
Mind is mutilated
Thrust into the world
Move in with your parents
Back into the dark
Landed where you started
Bachelor of Arts
Or how about:
Now you’re sad and frightened
Want to go and hide
Maybe get your masters
Eight more years inside
Dream of your own murder
Strangled by the IVY
Drown in student loans
Better off just dying
To put it bluntly, this song is about the brutality and futility of higher education. It dances this odd line between social commentary and parody, but it’s backed up by really strong instrumentals.
This song has a very baroque feel to its composition, the way things are layered and harmonized just has this epic feel to it. There’s also a great, almost bluesy quality to the guitar solo at the bridge, I can’t put my finger on it but it sounds so wholly sad and miserable … but in the most beautiful way possible.
This is one of my all-time favorite Dethklok songs, to me there is nothing about it that isn’t absolutely perfect.