Can't Resist An Air Guitarist

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[Pay no attention to this Mullet Head dancing around in the hallway. Lip-syncing and air guitaring like there is no tomorrow. Having on a set of heavy headphones that devour his ears plus half the side of his face, gripping tightly to a deep blue iPod currently blasting one of his favorite songs, he couldn't resist breaking out in to a dance for. He had no idea who's iPod it was, but he found it lying there abandoned in the Arcade. It's not really stealing if he only uses it for a little bit and puts it right back where he found it....Right? Right.]

The bass, the rock
The mic, the treble
I like my coffee black
Just like my metal

The bass, the rock
The mic, the treble
I like my coffee black
Just like my metal

I can't wait for you to shut me up
In a minute, minute
In a fuckin' minute

[Oh how he craved for Mindless Self Indulgence~]