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When the lights come on this whole place gets ugly
When they’re out strangers fall in love
She could never say that flat-out she don’t want me
Because I could never say that halfway ain’t enough

Also, suggesting that one need be from New Jersey to make a Jersey shore parody is silly. George Lucas wasn’t born on planet Dagobah.

For a hundred years or more the world, our world, has been dying. And not one man, in these last hundred years or so, has been crazy enough to put a bomb up the asshole of creation and set it off. The world is rotting away, dying piecemeal. But it needs the coup de grace, it needs to be blown to smithereens. Not one of us is intact, and yet we have in us all the continents and the seas between the continents and the birds of the air. We are going to put it down — the evolution of this world which has died but which has not been buried.

I feel like a jigsaw puzzle missing a piece. And I’m not even sure what the picture should be.