In the sleepy West, of the woody East, is a valley full... full o’ pioneer. We’re not just kids, to say the least. We’ve got ideas. To us that’s dear. Like capitalism, like communism, like lots of things you’ve heard about. And redneckers, they get us pissed. And stupid stuff, it makes us shout. Oh, dance with me. Oh, don’t be shy. Oh, kiss me _________. Oh, kiss me _________. Oh, kiss the world. Oh, kiss the sky. Oh, kiss my _________. Oh, let it ride. From the April birds, to the May bees, oh, baby...
* pained screaming *
- Charles Thompson, IV — U-Mass
Sorry.