We are Gathered Here Today...
This is MY little rant to the world. And I'll start it off like an impassioned preacher gallant at the head of a Baptist Church in Georgia. WE ARE GATHERED HERE TODAY...To mourn...THE DEARLY DEPARTED! CAN I GET AN AMEN! Let us turn our textbooks to page...wait a minute folks...Did anyone bring their textbooks today? Nah we ain't readin' from that BIBLE! Nah! I'm talkin' about our textbooks for LIFE! Whatcha say? I can't hear ya LADIES AND GENELMENS! No textbooks for LIFE you say!? WELL! Ain't that somethin'! It seems like just this mornin', someone was tellin' me no one can understand them! That they are alone is this wide wide WIDE ole' Universe! And I say "How can no one understand you!?" You know...How can that be? And they say "No one understands me. They never will. They'll never understand!" And I say "How can ya expect someone to understand you...when you can't even understand ya self?" You know? How can ya expect someone to understand you...when you can't even understand ya self? I DON'T THINK YOU HEARD MEEEEEEEEEE ladies and genelmens! I SAY...I SAY "HOW CAN YOU EXPECT SOMEONE TO UNDERSTAND YOU...WHEN YOU CAN'T EVEN UNDERSTAND YA SELF!?" CAN I GET AN AMEN!? So the next time ladies and genelmens NO ONE UNDERSTANDS YOU...I wancha to reach for your big ole' textbook labeled "Life" and tell that person everything about cha! That's the way people understand right!? They have to know what ya started out from as a fetus right! Goddamn! No! Understand ya self ladies and genelmens and then you'll be understood. Ya understand!? CAN I GET AN AMEN!?