video from the darkside

of my pantaloons! Enjoy this video (also, I don't think pantaloons is the correct, spelling, but I'm going to go with it).



text:
howling at the moon: joy


never sing of the great
battle of the
young man

venturing down the steps and
the blonde with the dog
wine.

sing of the hymn of a battle
yet to be born,

rusted aluminum placards
adorning lofty
offices of some university

with trim beards.

old stumbles the fourth
will
recite a poem
and the la
lahs

will go gah.

we can forgive ourselves simple
miseries and nonchances.

we must.