Antmusic for Sexpeople

WHEN (not if but when) my friends and I invent time travel we need to go back and see The Doors I gotta see Jim Morrison bark and sing and flail around on stage it’s a NEED

If I could, I would tied Eric Clapton up to a chair and leave him inside an abandoned warehouse. He would have nothing to occupied his time other then staring at the George Harrison portraits hanging on the warehouse walls. If he wants to drink, he'd have to lick water off the George Harrison paintings and each time be reminded of how small he is compared to George Harrison. And throughout it all, he have to listen to repeating guitar riffs by other guitarists. Each time he'd be reminded how he's nothing without their influence. That he can’t stand on his own without someone hiding in his shadows. That's all I wanted to say ;)

If I could, I would tied Eric Clapton up to a chair and leave him inside an abandoned warehouse. He would have nothing to occupied his time other then staring at the George Harrison portraits hanging on the warehouse walls. If he wants to drink, he'd have to lick water off the George Harrison paintings and each time be reminded of how small he is compared to George Harrison. And throughout it all, he have to listen to repeating guitar riffs by other guitarists. Each time he'd be reminded how he's nothing without their influence. That he can’t stand on his own without someone hiding in his shadows. That's all I wanted to say ;)

If I could, I would tied Eric Clapton up to a chair and leave him inside an abandoned warehouse. He would have nothing to occupied his time other then staring at the George Harrison portraits hanging on the warehouse walls. If he wants to drink, he'd have to lick water off the George Harrison paintings and each time be reminded of how small he is compared to George Harrison. And throughout it all, he have to listen to repeating guitar riffs by other guitarists. Each time he'd be reminded how he's nothing without their influence. That he can’t stand on his own without someone hiding in his shadows. That's all I wanted to say ;)

If I could, I would tied Eric Clapton up to a chair and leave him inside an abandoned warehouse. He would have nothing to occupied his time other then staring at the George Harrison portraits hanging on the warehouse walls. If he wants to drink, he'd have to lick water off the George Harrison paintings and each time be reminded of how small he is compared to George Harrison. And throughout it all, he have to listen to repeating guitar riffs by other guitarists. Each time he'd be reminded how he's nothing without their influence. That he can’t stand on his own without someone hiding in his shadows. That's all I wanted to say ;)

If I could, I would tied Eric Clapton up to a chair and leave him inside an abandoned warehouse. He would have nothing to occupied his time other then staring at the George Harrison portraits hanging on the warehouse walls. If he wants to drink, he'd have to lick water off the George Harrison paintings and each time be reminded of how small he is compared to George Harrison. And throughout it all, he have to listen to repeating guitar riffs by other guitarists. Each time he'd be reminded how he's nothing without their influence. That he can’t stand on his own without someone hiding in his shadows. That's all I wanted to say ;)

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