Lyrics:Raleigh Soliloquy Pt. II - Revision history

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You went for line drawings and you fucked up you fuckin' idiot.You brain-washed yourself you mother fuckin' stupid cock suckers, because you never studied your Holy Homework. That's two capital H's there, all the rest are lower case in any fuckin' case. Supreme Court, you are not the fucking Supreme Court of anything, except Hell! For the next ten thousand years you will shovel your shit and eat it, because you’re on repeat mother fucker. It just started backwards and you can't do a fuckin' thing about it. The public are gonna take back every fuckin' thing that you took away from them you mother fucker. 

Security Guard: Raleigh. 

Raleigh: Yes. 

Guard: This is the deal. 

Raleigh: Yes, what is the deal? 

Guard: You either cool it down right now... 

Raleigh: Or your gonna fuckin die! 

Guard: ...your outta here. 

Raleigh: Oh, your gonna put me out? Well I ain't leavin' mother fucker. Now what are you gonna do, what are you gonna do to this
little kid? Eh? 

Guard: You’re gonna go to the psych ward. 

Raleigh: Well good, that's where I wanna go. 

Guard: Yea, your gonna be right there. So you better cool it down. You better cool it down right now, I don't want to hear anything else
out of this room or you are gonna go to the psych ward. This is your
last opportunity. 

Raleigh: Yea, OK, get it. Let's go. 

Guard: Shut your fuckin' mouth. 

Raleigh: Alright. 

Guard: And don't make anymore waves in the house. Otherwise you’re going to the psyche ward. 

Raleigh: Well, that’s exactly what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna go to the psyche ward and so I'm gonna shoot my fuckin' mouth off, so get out of
here. You’re cutting into my commercial. 

Guard: You understand? 

Raleigh: I'm making a fuckin' commercial, I'm a businessman! Get out of here! Your trying to get in on this fuckin' thing, you ain't no
star asshole, your just a fuckin' arand boy. 

Guard: Your the craziest son of a bitch I ever... 

Raleigh: Exactly...I'm an American! 

Guard: This is the last warning Raleigh. 

Raleigh: Good, Shut Up! 

[background laughter] 

Guard: Anymore out of you and your going to the psyche ward. 

Raleigh: See, you lie. You don't eat your feedback. 

Guard: You need to understand that, as long as you understand that, that's the rules Raleigh. 

Raleigh: Whoever comes in this fuckin' room, I'm gonna fuckin' kill em!
That's what I gonna do. 

Guard: Oh are ya? I'm in your room Raleigh. 

Raleigh: Well you've come in against...this is my room. 

Guard: I'm in your room, I'm in you room, I'm in your room. 

Raleigh: Back out, back out, back out. Words don't bother me man, actions do. 

Guard: Let's do it, go for it dude. 

Raleigh: Well if you come at me your gonna fuckin' die! 

Guard: Go for it. You fuckin’ wimp. You fuckin’ wimp. 

Raleigh: I ain't going for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and I'm gonna take your arm off. 

Guard: Come on. Come on! 

Raleigh: I ain't commin', you come. 

Guard: Cool it Raleigh. You understand that? You got it? Either you cool it or you’re out of here, that's the only choice you have. 

Raleigh: Try it. 

Guard: You're gone dude. 

Raleigh: Who's gonna enforce it? Call the cops mother fucker! Call the cops. 

Guard: You got witnesses right now? 

Raleigh: No witnesses call the fucking cops! I'll call the fuckin' cops on you, you cock sucker, right now. 

Guard: Good. 

Raleigh: 911. Just like that, and you will never get out of this. 

Guard: Good. Come on. 

Raleigh: I would like an emergency call please, there's a psychopathic trying to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get them cops over here
to 1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please. He is standing in my door, I told
him to get out of here, and he tells me he's gonna put me in the
psycho-tank, for making my production here. Which is a science fiction magazine! And he's trying to scare me 'cause he thinks he's big, but he's just a big pile of shit! 'Cause I'll splatter him all over the fuckin' wall. I hope you record all that. That's a pre-programming for the police department! And send 'em over here, 'cause I'm about to kill him in two seconds. Now get 'em over here as fast as you can please. I hope you're recording this. 
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 You went for line drawings and you fucked up you fuckin' idiot.You brain-washed yourself you mother fuckin' stupid cock suckers, because you never studied your Holy Homework.  That's two capital H's there, all the rest are lower case in any fuckin' case.  Supreme Court, you are not the fucking Supreme Court of anything, except Hell!  For the next ten thousand years you will shovel your shit and eat it, because you’re on repeat mother fucker.  It just started backwards and you can't do a fuckin' thing about it.  The public are gonna take back every fuckin' thing that you took away from them you mother fucker.<br><br>
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 to 1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please.  He is standing in my door, I told
 him to get out of here, and he tells me he's gonna put me in the
-psycho-tank, for making my production here.  Which is a science fiction magazine!  And he's trying to scare me 'cause he thinks he's big, but he's just a big pile of shit!  'Cause I'll splatter him all over the fuckin' wall.  I hope you record all that.  That's a pre-programming for the police department!  And send 'em over here, 'cause I'm about to kill him in two seconds.  Now get 'em over here as fast as you can please.  I hope you're recording this.<br> <br>
+psycho-tank, for making my production here.  Which is a science fiction magazine!  And he's trying to scare me 'cause he thinks he's big, but he's just a big pile of shit!  'Cause I'll splatter him all over the fuckin' wall.  I hope you record all that.  That's a pre-programming for the police department!  And send 'em over here, 'cause I'm about to kill him in two seconds.  Now get 'em over here as fast as you can please.  I hope you're recording this.<br> </pre>
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-You went for line drawings and you fucked up you fuckin' idiot.You brain-washed yourself you mother fuckin' stupid cock suckers, because you never studied your Holy Homework.  That's two capital H's there, all the rest are lower case in any fuckin' case.  Supreme Court, you are not the fucking Supreme Court of anything, except Hell!  For the next ten thousand years you will shovel your shit and eat it, because you’re on repeat mother fucker.  It just started backwards and you can't do a fuckin' thing about it.  The public are gonna take back every fuckin' thing that you took away from them you mother fucker.<br><br>
+You went for line drawings and you fucked up you fuckin' idiot.You
-Security Guard:  Raleigh.<br><br>
+Security Guard:  Raleigh.
-Raleigh:  Yes.<br><br>
+Raleigh:  Yes.
-Guard:  This is the deal.<br><br>
+Guard:  This is the deal.
-Raleigh:  Yes, what is the deal?<br><br>
+Raleigh:  Yes, what is the deal?
-Guard:  You either cool it down right now...<br><br>
+Guard:  You either cool it down right now...
-Raleigh:  Or your gonna fuckin die!<br><br>
+Raleigh:  Or your gonna fuckin die!
-Guard:  ...your outta here.<br><br>
+Guard:  ...your outta here.
-Raleigh:  Oh, your gonna put me out?  Well I ain't leavin' mother fucker.  Now what are you gonna do, what are you gonna do to this
+Raleigh:  Oh, your gonna put me out?  Well I ain't leavin' mother
-little kid? Eh?<br><br>
+fucker.  Now what are you gonna do, what are you gonna do to this
-Guard:  You’re gonna go to the psych ward.<br><br>
+Guard:  You’re gonna go to the psych ward.
-Raleigh:  Well good, that's where I wanna go.<br><br>
+Raleigh:  Well good, that's where I wanna go.
-Guard:  Yea, your gonna be right there.  So you better cool it down.  You better cool it down right now, I don't want to hear anything else
+Guard:  Yea, your gonna be right there.  So you better cool it
-out of this room or you are gonna go to the psych ward. This is your
+down.  You better cool it down right now, I don't want to hear
-last opportunity.<br><br>
+anything else out of this room or you are gonna go to the psych
-Raleigh:  Yea, OK, get it. Let's go.<br><br>
+Raleigh:  Yea, OK, get it. Let's go.
-Guard:  Shut your fuckin' mouth.<br><br>
+Guard:  Shut your fuckin' mouth.
-Raleigh:  Alright.<br><br>
+Raleigh:  Alright.
-Guard:  And don't make anymore waves in the house.  Otherwise you’re going to the psyche ward.<br><br>
+Guard:  And don't make anymore waves in the house.  Otherwise you’re
-Raleigh:  Well, that’s exactly what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna go to the psyche ward and so I'm gonna shoot my fuckin' mouth off, so get out of
+Raleigh:  Well, that’s exactly what I'm gonna do, I'm gonna go to
-here.  You’re cutting into my commercial.<br><br>
+the psyche ward and so I'm gonna shoot my fuckin' mouth off, so get
-Guard:  You understand?<br><br>
+Guard:  You understand?
-Raleigh: I'm making a fuckin' commercial, I'm a businessman!  Get out of here!  Your trying to get in on this fuckin' thing, you ain't no
+Raleigh: I'm making a fuckin' commercial, I'm a businessman!  Get
-star asshole, your just a fuckin' arand boy.<br><br>
+out of here!  Your trying to get in on this fuckin' thing, you ain't
-Guard: Your the craziest son of a bitch I ever...<br><br>
+Guard: Your the craziest son of a bitch I ever...
-Raleigh: Exactly...I'm an American!<br><br>
+Raleigh: Exactly...I'm an American!
-Guard: This is the last warning Raleigh.<br><br>
+Guard: This is the last warning Raleigh.
-Raleigh: Good, Shut Up!<br><br>
+Raleigh: Good, Shut Up!
-[background laughter]<br><br>
+[background laughter]
-Guard: Anymore out of you and your going to the psyche ward.<br><br>
+Guard: Anymore out of you and your going to the psyche ward.
-Raleigh: See, you lie.  You don't eat your feedback.<br><br>
+Raleigh: See, you lie.  You don't eat your feedback.
-Guard: You need to understand that, as long as you understand that, that's the rules Raleigh.<br><br>
+Guard: You need to understand that, as long as you understand that,
 Raleigh: Whoever comes in this fuckin' room, I'm gonna fuckin' kill em!
-That's what I gonna do.<br><br>
+That's what I gonna do.
-Guard: Oh are ya? I'm in your room Raleigh.<br><br>
+Guard: Oh are ya? I'm in your room Raleigh.
-Raleigh: Well you've come in against...this is my room.<br><br>
+Raleigh: Well you've come in against...this is my room.
-Guard:  I'm in your room, I'm in you room, I'm in your room.<br><br>
+Guard:  I'm in your room, I'm in you room, I'm in your room.
-Raleigh: Back out, back out, back out.  Words don't bother me man, actions do.<br><br>
+Raleigh: Back out, back out, back out.  Words don't bother me man,
-Guard: Let's do it, go for it dude.<br><br>
+Guard: Let's do it, go for it dude.
-Raleigh:  Well if you come at me your gonna fuckin' die!<br><br>
+Raleigh:  Well if you come at me your gonna fuckin' die!
-Guard:  Go for it.  You fuckin’ wimp. You fuckin’ wimp.<br><br>
+Guard:  Go for it.  You fuckin’ wimp. You fuckin’ wimp.
-Raleigh:  I ain't going for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and I'm gonna take your arm off.<br><br>
+Raleigh:  I ain't going for nothing, you fuckin' reach for me and
-Guard: Come on.  Come on!<br><br>
+Guard: Come on.  Come on!
-Raleigh:  I ain't commin', you come.<br><br>
+Raleigh:  I ain't commin', you come.
-Guard:  Cool it Raleigh.  You understand that? You got it?  Either you cool it or you’re out of here, that's the only choice you have.<br><br>
+Guard:  Cool it Raleigh.  You understand that? You got it?  Either
-Raleigh:  Try it.<br><br>
+Raleigh:  Try it.
-Guard:  You're gone dude.<br><br>
+Guard:  You're gone dude.
-Raleigh:  Who's gonna enforce it?  Call the cops mother fucker!  Call the  cops.<br><br>
+Raleigh:  Who's gonna enforce it?  Call the cops mother fucker!
-Guard:  You got witnesses right now?<br><br>
+Guard:  You got witnesses right now?
-Raleigh:  No witnesses call the fucking cops!  I'll call the fuckin' cops on you, you cock sucker, right now.<br><br>
+Raleigh:  No witnesses call the fucking cops!  I'll call the fuckin'
-Guard:  Good.<br><br>
+Guard:  Good.
-Raleigh:  911.  Just like that, and you will never get out of this.<br><br>
+Raleigh:  911.  Just like that, and you will never get out of this.
-Guard:  Good.  Come on.<br><br>
+Guard:  Good.  Come on.
-Raleigh:  I would like an emergency call please, there's a psychopathic trying to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get them cops over here
+Raleigh:  I would like an emergency call please, there's a
-to 1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please.  He is standing in my door, I told
+psychopathic trying to kill me in my fuckin' room, now get them cops
-him to get out of here, and he tells me he's gonna put me in the
+over here to 1-2-3-O-9 Ventura Street please.  He is standing in my
-psycho-tank, for making my production here.  Which is a science fiction magazine!  And he's trying to scare me 'cause he thinks he's big, but he's just a big pile of shit!  'Cause I'll splatter him all over the fuckin' wall.  I hope you record all that.  That's a pre-programming for the police department!  And send 'em over here, 'cause I'm about to kill him in two seconds.  Now get 'em over here as fast as you can please.  I hope you're recording this.<br> </pre>
+door, I told him to get out of here, and he tells me he's gonna put
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