So, he wanders out on stage, cursing like a sailor, and says "Do you people have any idea how hot this is? This is INSANE! I could never live here and... you know what, no. Nothing is worse than what happened to me yesterday. My trailer was right next to the Skullcandy stage last night, and while I was trying to relax BROKENCYDE WAS PLAYING! I tried so hard to get out of my contract to do this tour. You have no idea. I would have given up doing the rest of this tour just to get as far away as humanly possible from them. Brokencyde is the DEATH of music. There is nothing in the world worse than that! I really wish they'd go kill themselves. Now, maybe that isn't fair, because they could be nice guys, I'LL NEVER KNOW! I could not possibly try to befriend them, when they make... THAT! Now, I'd feel kinda of bad if they heard this and really did kill themselves... no... no I wouldn't. I would put it on my gravestone- "I F***ING KILLED BROKENCYDE!" Okay... well... oh look! It's a bunch of queers on the hill! HEY! THIS IS A PUNK SHOW, YOU CANNOT SIT ON THE HILL! EVERYONE GIVE THEM THE FINGER! (We all did.) Well then.. GET THE F*** BACK!"
At this point he jumped off the stage, and proceeded to start singing in the pit. The guitarist was in there as well, swinging his guitar like a baseball bat, yelling at the top of his lungs. I had numerous bruises on my chest from the mic stand and the guitar. Did not care. Frank continues these rants throughout his whole set, including constant defamation of Brokencyde and the people sitting on the hill.
Why would I not care? Because I heard this damn song live!
Fixed now, but why the hell would someone upload a censored version of this song?
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