Hello everyone.
Thank you all for the guidance as to what Jeremy might be saying in that
song, and your suggestions all sound really good. Tomorrow I am going to
listen to it again with the new interpretations to guide me across that
sorrowful ending. It is strange how Extremely opposite my interpretation is
from seemingly everyone else's in the world. Maybe it is because I'm so sad
all the time and I wanted Jeremy to HATE as well as LOVE. Also, tomorrow I
will post answers to all the nice responses I have received thus far, just to
sort out all the wacky commotion and settle this "5/4" craziness once and for
all.
I hate to leave nice things to the side.
For now I am too very tired and will turn in for the evening. I just finished
watching David Cronenberg's excellent 1987 film 'The Fly,' and it is really
sad. Thanks again for all the lyric suppositions. Tomorrow, then?
1a. Loquacious lillipution LONGMULLET, listlessly liquefying in the
lackluster laudanum of a lewd latrine: "I'm sure God thinks you're foolish.
1b. Febrile fiscol FALL HILLS, foreboding freedman of Fratricide: I would
fight God to the death, and challenge the hierarchy of directionless angels
to His slovenly purulent balance of throne. Show me Him, and I shall hand you
His eyes.
Silliness? I would presume it to be foremost!
"Fusion of Brundlefly and telepod successful."
Alan.
