Thumpermonkey. That proggy Monkey.
We don't need to educ
Papa Rupert in the house.
The devil is in them there details.
Light up your musical life!
I can't lose my head anymore than I already have but dammit I'll try!
Maybe now I can shred like Jason?
Every night I pray to the Trootch himself.
And Kiesel keeps pushing the boundaries of guitar aesthetics
A meeting of the minds!
What's all the buzz about?
It was loud, but we went in anyway.
Is there anything it can't do?!
