An immediate connection is made. Stoopid lyrics, crazy riffs and general awseomeness - these things are right up Grantley's alley.
Little does he know that 20 years later, he will be blogging about a deeper connection to the song, one line in particular...
(nor does he know he will be talking about himself in the third person, but I digress...)
"Today I leave the psycho ward 'cause my sentence did conclude
I killed a man with my bare hands because he called me dude..."
I killed a man with my bare hands because he called me dude..."
Okay, I didn't leave the ward "today", as such - it was last Friday - and I didn't kill anyone, BUT: I did spend three days in a psychiatric ward last week. It's not half as much fun as it sounds.
To be continued...
...maybe...
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