[HISSING AND CACKLING SOUNDS]
[HISSING AND BLOWING CONTINUES IN RHYTHM]
[NON-ENGLISH SPEECH]
(SINGING IN HIGH PITCHED, ANIMATED, WHISPERING TONE) "You
think I'm going to go on like that?
Ooh!
[LAUGHTER]
I told you!
Well, just I might.
[LAUGHTER]
Ooh, anyway, [INAUDIBLE] beginnings, you
don't need it all this song.
Oh, you guarantee more if I don't say a word.
Shack, shack!
Shook, shook!
Soon, I thought I was coming to 'Shook-soon.'
'Took-soon,' I said, and someone said, 'Too-soon, Too-soon.'
What you mean?
What happened to the gay 'Shook-soon?'
And he said, 'Come and do a little piece here,
a little piece here.'
Oh, I thought we were going out into the city of Tucson.
Just bring the food of the dark moon and the dull horn.
Oh, that city long ago, we set out to find the city.
It was nowhere to be found.
There was only, only, only broken, brooden heat.
Not a human being in--
in sight.
Escondidos.
Atrapados.
Escondidos.
Guardados en una celda de [INAUDIBLE]..
[LAUGHTER]
(SINGING) Ooh, we gone, gone, gone inside.
Soon, away we went up the mountain, dark mountain.
Soon, then, a bing!
Well, we're seeking the children.
The children seeking, seeking them.
Families founded our boat up on the hill!
[? Volumes ?] of fat.
Dripping, dripping, dripping down.
I don't say.
You don't say 'dree.'
You say, 'tree.'
You say, 'dreep, dreep, drip, 'dreep--' however you say--
creeping down to the leaves' leaking foot.
Foot?
Foot coming down with a sudden, total, louder crash.
Porque me tengo que esconder.
We went to visit their shining prisoners.
Dropped for their light.
Who got them fighting for light?
A little ray of light.
Un mosquito por un mojón, una caquita de luz.
Y esa caquita de luz ilumina la boca,
el pico del [? picafón. ?]
Eaters of light shitting light.
So we went through the further down
Tú de camino con [INAUDIBLE].
Who could be arrest?
Arrest?
Reserved for who?
Served, again, for whom?
I came to play with the sacred children of the desert.
Who called them yucky?
You will bear who called them.
Everybody's draining.
They were on this water building places for their sons.
They brought flesh out the gaping womb.
Aquí, aquí, perdemos el aula.
'We are the ripped-out heart of the spirit,' they said.
Soon we will live more fat.
Fat, Fat, fat.
What is this-- fat, fat, fat, fat?
No more [INAUDIBLE].
'We were the ripped heart of the spirit,' they said."