Whistling tunes we're kissing baboons in the jungle.
I hold the line, the line of strength that pulls me from the fear.
People have the strength to overcome their bodies. Their beauty is in their minds.
With no guilt and no shame, no sorrow or blame. Whatever it is, we are all the same.
Everybody nose dive, hold your breath, count to five. Back slap, booby trap, cover it up in bubble wrap. Room shake, earth quake, find a way to stay awake. It's going to blow, it's going to break, this is more than I can take.
I love 5.1. Sometimes you can't squeeze everything in comfortably into a stereo picture. There is a lot more space in a 5.1 environment.