Shiny Mountains Shadows Collapsus

Sometimes you think the mountains are the coolest thing in the world, maybe you´re correct, because they are very big and highs, and you say, yeah, is cool, is like 30 degrees under zero, fuck, so cool, but the sun shines, and the mountains smiles, oh, is so precious, whata fuck, is very hermous nigga ah, holy shit! but when the sun goes to sleep, the shadows chock with the light, creating a disorder against the several times, because when the time is several the light is light and the dark is dark, and to the bang bang the wine comes and the light is not diet, this is without sugar, at end; the light turns to black and blue, and blues turns to hip-hop-madafucka-nigga-aha-aha and the yeah yeah yeah becomes oh oh oh my god gimme some more nigga ah! oh! holy shit that is enormous, look at that mountain, what a fucking terrible thing, the mountain grows and grows, and is black, the darkness comes to you, and it feel like raining pieces of shits falling of point, oh my god nigga, it´s the shiny mountains shadows collapsus, and you hear the bangs bangs and the yeah yeahs, and the water is not water, and the sky is not the sky, it´s just your imagination, you´re dreaming baby, wake up, wake up, riiiiiing, wake up, baby, baby one more time, not again i said, not again i said, WAKE UP MOTHERFUCKER, SWOOF, SWIFT, KAPLUSH, PLOF, PLOP, BRILCSK, AH, YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.

Tish Parody and Frank Boston (2 souls, 1 feeling)