01x03 - TwaüghtHammër

[bunniefuu]

We're rolling, dude.

Dude?

Yo, it's Jesse Pinkman in his house

and I'm the lead-singer,

drummer, producer, chief songwriter,

and this is the story of my band.

TwaughtHammer.

Black is the color

And beauty is the game

The beast is coming to get me

But I don't feel the pain

Isn't it really our band?

Just shut up. Let me just do this.

- If you're a fan...
- You weren't even in the video.

Seriously, dude. Seriously.

I would have been if you would
have just let me heal from my accident.

You be in that accident,
we were all worried about you.

We were afraid
you wouldn't pull through.

Your hotel sign is flickering

And blackens from above

The master of my own domain

I sow my seeds of love

If you are a fan of the Albuquerque

alt emo thrash metal scene,

then you probably grooved
to our songs:

"Axe in Infinity",

"Fallacies",

- "Clawing towards agony".
- It's not your band!

I started this band.
I conceived this band.

We conceived this band together!

We were at Auntie's, doing repeats,

and I was, like,

"Let's start a band!"

Fallacies, fallacies

This was my destiny.
I was pratically born

with drumsticks in my hand.

A lot of people said
that I couldn't be

a drummer and a lead-singer
at the same time, but...

There's, like,
a President, for this.

Karen Carpenter.

No, the dude...
No, that's a girl's name.

At the Crystal Palace
where I try and make my stand

My bros all call you Yoko,
say you're gonna k*ll the band

You know how the world just keeps
pushing and pushing and pushing and...

People just don't undestand you.
Or your pain.

I try and grab all that to get...
What are you doing?

I'm adding flare.

Look, there doesn't need flare.
It's all about the words.

The words are boring,
this is boring!

They want you
to just play some sh*t.

How am I supposed to play some sh*t

when my entire band douched out
on me last minute.

f*ck!
So now you made me say the word "f*ck".

- What, you can say "f*ck"...
- I can't say "f*ck."

How are we gonna get this on VH1?


Fiona Apple's couter.

- They did not.
- Yes, they did!

It might have been Björk,
but it was historic.

Fallacies, fallacies

It's time for you, dead to me

All your lies will set you free

Fallacies, fallacies

Play some sh*t! Just do it.

Screw the band. Let's get 'em
a little taste of the hammer.

A little taste of the hammer.

TwaughtHammer, unplugged.

- That's the best you've ever played.
- Thank you. Thank you.