| Lyrics: | (The trio protests the interruption, to which Don responds that performance of diatonic music (and
eating meat) will preclude them from seeing his aura. They argue that diatonic music is good and his
electronic music is horse-shit. He argues that diatonic music is too old-fashioned, and that There
must be growth! You've got to eat macrobiotic food -- and study astrology! (It is worth noting that,
although the plot was my idea, each band member was responsible for generating his own dialog.)
(?):
Hold it! Hold it!
(?):
Hey, put that down.
Don:
Silence you fools, don't you believe in progress?
Bunk:
Take that
progress and stick it under a rock.
Don:
We must overthrow the diatonic system.
FZ:
Yes
Ian:
Bullshit.
Don:
We're coming to the beginning
of a new era wherein the development of the inner self will be the most important factor.
Ian:
Honey your music is full of shit and besides that it ain't disciplined.
Bunk:
Give me four-four.
Art:
Togetherness.
Ian:
Yeah.
Bunk:
Some old melodies.
Don:
Look, playing that kind of music and
eating meat will never, you'll never be able to see my aura then.
Art:
I've seen your
aura a lot, I think it stinks.
Ian:
You've been drinking, Don?
Art:
I
can hear your aura and it's bad man.
Don:
Listen, there are many strange things that
science doesn't know.
Bunk:
Discipline, you need discipline. Four, four.
Don:
It's got to be new, it's got to progress, it's got to evolve. THERE MUST BE
GROWTH!
(?):
Ah, man.
Don:
Yo |
