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Ahh, such fond memories.
After watching that movie for the first time my friend and I were like "fuck, lets do some drugs!" We went to a house party that night ripped on E (we were the only ones there not drinking) - goes to show, kids minds sure as fuck ARE impressionable. That said - in the immortal words of Bill Hicks: (as shown in human traffic) "I know it's not a very popular idea, you don't hear it very often anymore, but it is the truth: I had a great time doing drugs. Sorry. Never murdered anyone, never robbed anyone, never raped anyone, never beat anyone, never lost a job, a car, a house, a wife or kids, laughed my ass off, and went about my day." Sometimes being impressionable is a good thing, perhaps? Last edited by -ff-; Aug 03, 04 at 07:38 AM. |
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it would be good .. if it was translated into understandable canadian english
cut me some slack people english is my third language by the way what song is that.. when they're in the record store and the dj plays that jungle track .. so dope |
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I'm also a big fan of that song that Coop really piches to the wigger - the 'itchy trigga finga *****z' "As I'm sittin in this chair waitin' to die a lot of things is runnin' through my mind mostly crime my last request is one last chance to spit my rhyme" heh. |
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1. The Weekend Has Landed 2. It Ain't Gonna Be Me - CJ Bolland 3. "Build It Up, Tear It Down - Fatboy Slim 4. Moff's Lyrical Miracle Madness 5. Cookies - Jacknife Lee 6. Scared - Lucid 7. Spliff Politics 8. Bucket Wipe - Position Normal 9. Hip Hop Intro 10. My Last Request - Grim 11. Hip Hop Outro 12. You're Gonna Get Yours - Public Enemy 13. Dirt - Death In Vegas 14. Jungle Intro 15. Never Believe - Dillinja 16. The Mood Club - First Born 17. What Was I Talking About? 18. Ogive - William Orbit 19. All Day - Interfearance 20. King Titos Gloves - Deadly Avenger 21. Comedown Sermon 22. Belfast Orbital 23. Human Traffic Theme - Matthew Herbert & Robert 24. Star Wars Theory 25. Flowerz - Armand Van Helden 26. Under The Water - Brother Brown Feat. Frank'ee 27. Atalnta - Peter Heller 28. Push It - Quake 29. 5:55 - Durango 30. My Fellow Boppers - Thee Maddkatt Courtship 31. The Age Of Love - The Age Of Love 32. Cafe Del Mar ' 98 - Energy 52 33. Diving Face - Liquid Child 34. Out Of The Blues - System F 35. The Latin Theme - Carl Cox 36. Kittens - Underworld 37. Dark Air - Quake 38. The Tingler - Cj Bolland 39. We're All In This Together(Plus Score Music) 40. Come Together - Primal Scream if u can find these songs .. good luck .. Last edited by Partizan; Aug 03, 04 at 09:57 AM. |
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and people say i'm the highly suggestive type. best part of human traffic - spliff politics! |
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Anyhow, try the neighbouring tracks from the track list. The non-mixed CD sort of wades through the various genres. |
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Jip: The present has gone. Fantasy is a part of reality, but we take the breaks off. We're thinking clearly, yet not thinking at all. This feels right. We stop trying to control things; a warm rush of chemicals through us. Is this brain damage? We forget all the hurt and pain in life. We wanna go somewhere else. We're not threatened by people anymore. All our insecurities have evaporated. We're in the clouds now. Wide open, we're spacemen, orbiting the earth. Yea, the world looks beautiful from here. We're nympholeptics, desiring for the unattainable. We risk sanity for moments of temporary enlightenment. So many ideas, so little memory. The last thought killed by anticipation of the next. We embrace an overwhelming feeling of love. We flow in unison. We're together. I wish this was real. We want a universal level of togetherness, where we're comfortable with everyone. We're in rhythym, part of the movement. We wave goodbye,. Ultimately, we just want to be happy. Yeah, yeah (laughs) What the fuck was I just talking about?
Jip: Well, what goes up, must come down, and down, and down. Everyone looks ill at the end of the night. All lost the power of speech, desperately avoiding eye contact. Your new soulmate that you've been talking codshit to for the past five hours about the story of creation, or the fourth "Star Wars" film, is now a complete stranger. You can't even look him in the eye. All you've got in common now is paranoia. It's coming through the walls, man. The children of ecstasy aren't safe anymore. We're no longer together as one, but seperate mental patients that yearn to be ejected out of this poisoned atmosphere to a warm bed and a friendly therapist. Reality's on her way. Where am I? What have I do? Was it worth it? And by the way, what happened again? All we have to look forward to is unconsciousness, but you can never sleep. |