T. S. Eliot: Let us go then, you and
Beastie Boys: I!
Eliot: When the evening is spread out against the
Beastie Boys: Sky!
Mike D.: Stretched out wide and all up
Beastie Boys: High!
Ad-Rock: Like a patient that's been
All: Eth-er-IZED!
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in reply to @PhormTheGenie's post:
Thank you! I'm not sure what possessed me to make it, but it made me giggle in the moment.
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