i fucking love this song. then i got stoned and found it to be the most hilarious song i had ever heard. it's not the words, it's the trumpets sort of going "plub" every now and then. it just makes me go into hysterics. i'd love to get paid for going "plub" every now and then in a song. unfortunately this isn't the exact same version i listen to, but it's close enough.
watchoo say?
hit the road, Jack
plub
and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more
hit the road, Jack
plub
and don't you come back no more.
that's how i hear it now. it's like one of those optical illusions; once you see the faces, the vase fucking disappears. goddamn.
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