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 BC: Um, ''(coughs three times)'', I'm a little uh, S-I-C-K and uh, normally we play a lot longer, but uh, this is our last song 'cause I'm sick and um...so....  ''(crowd getting upset)''  Don't yell, I’m sorry, I can't help that I'm sick.  Thank you very much for coming, you guys have been really great.  We shall say goodbye to you now, thank you so much.
 '''Silverfuck / Dose'''
+and i hear your rain
+and i fail your summer ways
+and i feel no pain
+i feel no pain
+and i hear you fade away
+and i feel you crawl
+and i gave my life away
+and i feel no pain
+i feel no pain
+i feel no pain
+i feel no pain
+i feel no pain
+i feel no pain
+i feel no pain
+''(screams)''
+and she was my lover
+and she was my angel
+and what i recover
+i put into a box underneath my bed
+i put her in a box underneath my bed
+i put her in a box and i could hear her speak
+she woke graceful and quiet
+summer dawn and winter moon
+and she said you’re a whore and you always were
+i always swore you couldn’t walk a straight line
+i hate you and i always did, i just did a good job of pretending
+but to these things i reply, baby why?
+baby why?
+why must you make me cry?
+why must the girls make the boys cry?
+baby my baby
+where are you now?!
+baby my baby
+lost in the cloud
+ow!
+and i [unintelligible] through the ultimate ether for a day
+we played this g-g-game before
+fuckin’ in [unintelligible word]
+yow!
+fuckin’ whore!
+fuckin’ whore!
+fuckin’ whore!
+fuckin’ whore!
+fuckin’ whore!
+fuckin’ whore, she was a fuckin’ whore!
+yow!
+BC at 17:49: So let us speak to the final pause.  And destroy and divide the last remaining preconceptions that you could possibly have.  Ehhh.  Shatter, divide, destroy, disarm, deify, demonize...defoliate.  Strip the flowers of their petals and their leaves and what do you got?  It’s still a flower.  So you ask yourself, what is the message?  What is the secret?  People all the time come up to me and say, “Hey, man, what’s the trick?”  You know?  And the trick is there is no trick, the secret is there is no secret, the game is there is no game.  You make your own rules and you are whatever you deem yourself to be, not what the world makes you.  Now, some people when I say these kind of things look at us and say “What the fuck do you know?  What the fuck do you know about anything?”  Well, strip your little flower of your place, of your name, of your decisions, of your racial, ethnic, economic and sociopolitical biases and what do you got?  You’re still a dumb little flower.  You dig?  ''(Billy’s voice is very raspy from here)''  So, thanks for your love, your flowers, your support, your honesty.  Your [unintelligible word or two].  Say a little prayer before you go to bed for my sore little throat, if you would, I’d appreciate it.
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