


Trying To Flush The Iguana Down The Toilet

I have some things for you
Transcendental
psychedelic rough heroin rock and roll,
someplace else unkown, by The Brian Jonestown Massacre! THIS SONG BLEW ME APART. i know it's repetitive and all, at Terminal 5 it just came across so heavy and so dirty and dark. I'm attracted to the honesty, how raw it is, he's screaming into the microphone and it's all drugged-out and i'm dancing the dirt and it's so sublime
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