Placeholder: The jam is live in effect and I don't waste time On the mike with a dope rhyme Jump to the rhythm jump, jump to the rhythm jump And I'm here to combine Beats and lyrics to make your shake your pants Take a chance, come on and dance Guys grab a girl, don't wait, make her twirl It's your world and I'm just a squirrel Tryin' to get a nut to move your butt The jam is live in effect and I don't waste time On the mike with a dope rhyme Jump to the rhythm jump, jump to the rhythm jump And I'm here to combine Beats and lyrics to make your shake your pants Take a chance, come on and dance Guys grab a girl, don't wait, make her twirl It's your world and I'm just a squirrel Tryin' to get a nut to move your butt

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The jam is live in effect and I don't waste time On the mike with a dope rhyme Jump to the rhythm jump, jump to the rhythm jump And I'm here to combine Beats and lyrics to make your shake your pants Take a chance, come on and dance Guys grab a girl, don't wait, make her twirl It's your world and I'm just a squirrel Tryin' to get a nut to move your butt

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The jam is live in effect and I don't waste time On the mike with a dope rhyme Jump to the rhythm jump, jump to the rhythm jump And I'm here to combine Beats and lyrics to make your shake your pants Take a chance, come on and dance Guys grab a girl, don't wait, make her twirl It's your world and I'm just a squirrel Tryin' to get a nut to move your butt
The jam is live in effect and I don't waste time On the mike with a dope rhyme Jump to the rhythm jump, jump to the rhythm jump And I'm here to combine Beats and lyrics to make your shake your pants Take a chance, come on and dance Guys grab a girl, don't wait, make her twirl It's your world and I'm just a squirrel Tryin' to get a nut to move your butt
SNIFFIN’ GLUE magazine high res photo cover by Ralph Steadman: special psychedelic tape infinite loop dance; guest star : DJ specials
think about a commercial poster script with a trader in a beetlejuice outfit pointing his finger to the camera with a smile, saying "yes, you." Bigger! Wilder! Whoa!
The jam is live in effect and I don't waste time On the mike with a dope rhyme Jump to the rhythm jump, jump to the rhythm jump And I'm here to combine Beats and lyrics to make your shake your pants Take a chance, come on and dance Guys grab a girl, don't wait, make her twirl It's your world and I'm just a squirrel Tryin' to get a nut to move your butt
The year was 1967. One fateful evening, Jack found himself at an underground groovy club in the vibrant beat of the counterculture reverberated, Surrounded by the pulsating music and hypnotic lights, he felt the unmistakable surge of energy that united them all.
In this era of technological marvels and moral quandaries, humanity was faced with the urgent task of preserving its values and ethical foundations. The lessons learned from the reign of Cyber-Hitler served as a stark reminder that progress must be accompanied by responsible stewardship, ensuring that the trajectory of innovation aligns with the betterment of human well-being.
In this era of technological marvels and moral quandaries, humanity was faced with the urgent task of preserving its values and ethical foundations. The lessons learned from the reign of Cyber-Hitler served as a stark reminder that progress must be accompanied by responsible stewardship, ensuring that the trajectory of innovation aligns with the betterment of human well-being.
In the heart of a nation awakening to the winds of change, amidst the smoky haze and neon glow of the groovy '60s, a poet named Dylan found himself caught in the throes of a cultural revolution. His words, like electric currents, surged through the veins of a generation hungry for freedom, truth, and liberation. But as the groovy '60s unfolded, so did the complexities of the revolution. The idealism clashed with reality, and the utopian dreams gave way to disillusionment. Dylan found himself gra
In the realm of the electronic age, Burroughs' words take center stage. A beatnik's mind, it starts to spin, As I dive into the words within. "The Electronic Revolution" it's called, A trip through technology, uncontrolled. Control and manipulation, the game they play, In this digital world, where minds stray. Perception shattered, reality bends, As electronic hallucinations ascend. Cut-up language, a collage of the mind, In fragments and pieces, meaning we find.
In the heart of a nation awakening to the winds of change, amidst the smoky haze and neon glow of the groovy '60s, a poet named Dylan found himself caught in the throes of a cultural revolution. His words, like electric currents, surged through the veins of a generation hungry for freedom, truth, and liberation. But as the groovy '60s unfolded, so did the complexities of the revolution. The idealism clashed with reality, and the utopian dreams gave way to disillusionment. Dylan found himself gra
[illustration for wii No More Heroes style with thick lines] This clutters the internet with incomplete and inaccurate noise. You might as well post images of old TV static. I have under 43 Deviations in my 11 years on this website, because I curate and delete my worst pieces. Meanwhile AI prompters are posting about 8,000 a year *each*. This is killing DeviantArt and the internet more broadly as well.
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