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I distinctly remember writing this song. I walked from the Volumen Dearborn compound to the Ole's down the street. There I bought the fanciest French malt liquor I could afford. I quickly drank it, moved a microphone into the closet and made up a song. I'll try and find the original to put on here soon. This version however, is much, much better. Although, I always sorta wished we didn't put the tremolo in the quiet part. Ah well.. I don't like to look back.