From the Band called BOTTO - Turning Into a Heavy Metalhead
Strange senations coming over me Something I can't explain Suddenly there's an endless void Where I used to keep my brain I've gotta see a doctor But I'm too wasted to phone one Wanna customize my van And I don't even own one
I really miss the days where van panels were canvasses for beautiful murals, like this. It brings into stark contrast the homogeneous fleets of mini-vans and SUVs that punctuate the urban blandscape.
He was the wizard of a thousand kings and a chance to meet him one night wandering. He told me tales and he drank my wine. Me and my magic man kinda feeling fine. He had a cloak of gold and eyes of fire. And as he spoke I felt a deep desire to free the world of its fear and pain and help the people to feel free again.
I don't care what people say, I would drive that van with pride.
ReplyDeleteThat's not a van, but a pipe-weed container.
ReplyDeleteBut does the van in the mural have a smaller wizard on it..?
ReplyDeleteLet me tell you of the days of high adventure...
ReplyDeleteThe 70s?
Something something driven before you...
ReplyDeleteSomething something lamentations of the women.
Awesome pic!
EPIC!!!!!
ReplyDeleteFrom the Band called BOTTO - Turning Into a Heavy Metalhead
ReplyDeleteStrange senations coming over me
Something I can't explain
Suddenly there's an endless void
Where I used to keep my brain
I've gotta see a doctor
But I'm too wasted to phone one
Wanna customize my van
And I don't even own one
It was a time of wonders...
ReplyDeleteI really miss the days where van panels were canvasses for beautiful murals, like this. It brings into stark contrast the homogeneous fleets of mini-vans and SUVs that punctuate the urban blandscape.
ReplyDeleteHe was the wizard of a thousand kings and a chance to meet him one night wandering.
ReplyDeleteHe told me tales and he drank my wine. Me and my magic man kinda feeling fine.
He had a cloak of gold and eyes of fire. And as he spoke I felt a deep desire
to free the world of its fear and pain and help the people to feel free again.
Misty morning, clouds in the sky
ReplyDeleteWithout warning, a wizard walks by
Casting his shadow, weaving his spell
Funny clothes, tinkling bell
Never talking
Just keeps walking
Spreading his magic
Evil power disappears
Demons worry when the wizard is near
He turns tears into joy
Everyone's happy when the wizard walks by
Sun is shining, clouds have gone by
All the people give a happy sigh
He has passed by, giving his sign
Left all the people feeling so fine
I friggin' love that song.
DeleteWhat an awesome picture. I'm going to put a conversion van in my dungeon now.
ReplyDeleteHigh adventure...hee, hee.
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