Boombox (The Lonely Island featuring Julian Casablancas)
Julian is MUCH too...I honestly can't find a single word to describe how....insanely awesome-fantastic-spectacular-fabulous-epic-ace-(insert adjectives that is synonymous with uber cooleness) HE IS in this MV.
I mean...The HAIR! The Jacket! The shades! The GLOVES (haha)! The MOVES (omg omg omg)!! and of course, The VOICE (*dies*)!!!!!!!!
And the friggin' lyrics! HAHAHAHHAHA. Okay, okay, please ignore the last bit of the video alrite? It's still funny though. Boiled goose, fingerless gloves, the boombox is NOT a toy!
If you have to pick ONE person on the face of the earth to define COOL. It HAS to be JULES.
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WOOOOOOOOOOAHHHHOHHHHHOHHHHHHHHHH!
The lyrics:
[The Lonely Island]
Imagine in your mind a posh country club
The stuffy old money where the poor get snubbed
The spread is bland sauerkraut and boiled goose
There's no way these people will ever cut loose
But then I walk in the room, hold my boombox high
And what happened next, will blow your mind
[Julian Casablancas]
Everything got outta control
The music was so entrancing
Everyone got out on the floor
It was a bunch of old white people dancing
[The Lonely Island]
The Big Apple, where people never dance
Spirits go down while profits expand
The cops or the dealers, who's got the juice
The street benders peddling their boiled goose
So many types of people will never get along
Till I bust out my boombox and play this song
[Julian Casablancas]
The music washed away all the hate
And society started advancing
Every demographic was represented
It was a rainbow coalition of dancing
Whoa !
Everyone was wearing fingerless gloves
Whoaaaaaoaaaaaoh !
I saw a Spanish guy doing the Bartman
[The Lonely Island]
Transport now to an old folks home
Where the elderly are tossed on their brittle bones
The orderlies are stealing, there's no excuse
Everyday for lunch they eat boiled goose
So I grabbed my boombox and hit the turbo base
And what happened next was a total disgrace
[Julian Casablancas]
Everybody started having ***
The music was way too powerful
A bunch of old people f****** like rabbits
It was disgusting to say the least
Oh!
A boombox can change the world
You gotta know your limits with a boombox
This was a cautionary tale
A boombox is not a toy
Imagine in your mind a posh country club
The stuffy old money where the poor get snubbed
The spread is bland sauerkraut and boiled goose
There's no way these people will ever cut loose
But then I walk in the room, hold my boombox high
And what happened next, will blow your mind
[Julian Casablancas]
Everything got outta control
The music was so entrancing
Everyone got out on the floor
It was a bunch of old white people dancing
[The Lonely Island]
The Big Apple, where people never dance
Spirits go down while profits expand
The cops or the dealers, who's got the juice
The street benders peddling their boiled goose
So many types of people will never get along
Till I bust out my boombox and play this song
[Julian Casablancas]
The music washed away all the hate
And society started advancing
Every demographic was represented
It was a rainbow coalition of dancing
Whoa !
Everyone was wearing fingerless gloves
Whoaaaaaoaaaaaoh !
I saw a Spanish guy doing the Bartman
[The Lonely Island]
Transport now to an old folks home
Where the elderly are tossed on their brittle bones
The orderlies are stealing, there's no excuse
Everyday for lunch they eat boiled goose
So I grabbed my boombox and hit the turbo base
And what happened next was a total disgrace
[Julian Casablancas]
Everybody started having ***
The music was way too powerful
A bunch of old people f****** like rabbits
It was disgusting to say the least
Oh!
A boombox can change the world
You gotta know your limits with a boombox
This was a cautionary tale
A boombox is not a toy
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