We've been on a bunch of dates
I weigh debates that this creates
And hate that state of forced introspection
We traded wit, we swapped some spit,
You fingered me a little bit
But we never really had a connection

You did nothing wrong, I have no excuse
Just my intuition telling me we shouldn't reproduce

I know I have to end it
But pretend to just suspend it
By contending that I'm busy all week
I let the foregone linger on
Text back with an emoticon
Withdraw from you by being oblique

Inside I know my tactics just delay it
But I'd do anything so I don't have to say it

I'll draw this out forever like it's Vietnam
Then one day I'll be gone like Bambi's mom Awww

Cause there's the right thing to do
Then there's what I'm gonna do
There's so much I should say
But instead... I do the fade away

Now I'm fading like chalk on a sidewalk
Or the polio virus after Jonas Salk
Like a Jewish guy at Sizzler on Yom Kippur
The Whig party post Millard Fillmore

The erection of a man on antidepressants
The cast of Diff'rent Strokes after adolescence
Reproductive rights below the Mason Dixon
Native Americans after the barter systems
Your thyroid gland after Hashimoto
The family in the Back to the Future photo
Yeah I fade away

We say that men are asshole who don't communicate
We revel in our victimhood and amplify our hate
We find ways to be indignant like it's a sport
Then dissect their malignance with the views we distort

The way men break up may be sloppy and terse
What they do is bad, but what we do is worse

We pretend to ourselves it's the nice thing to do
To let you down gently by just not ever telling you
And deep down we know it's the worst way to play it
But we are what we have... huge pussies

And women are hypocrites
Especially ones in comedy bands
We see your faults but not our own
Then we wonder why we're all alone

We fill you up with maybe's, excuses and stalls
But like a baby in China... it's better to have balls

Not the Good Wife type like Christine Baranski
So I'll pull out and leave like I'm Roman Polanski

Cause there's the right thing to do
Then there's what I'm gonna do
There's so much I should say
But instead... I do the fade away

Like Verbal Kint fading into Kaiser Soze
The rights in Arizona for a guy named Jose
Opportunities for a college grad
The love between your mom and dad
Gonna Peter out like a gay Cetera
Iranian relations since the Regan era
Black Nike sales after Heaven's Gate
Summer Camp attendance at Penn State
The name Adolph after World War Two
Like Debbie Gibson's pop career, Out of the Blue
Yeah I fade away

Cause I don't wanna get to know you
I just want to blow you... off

Tags for this video have been changed from 'Kunta Kinte, Roots, Alex Haley, Your Name is Toby' to 'Kunta Kinte, Roots, Alex Haley, Your Name is Toby, torture, whip, identity, slavery' - edited by Eklek

"Your name is Toby!"

"... Kunta, Kinte..." (BRZZZZzzzz!!) "Yeeouch, my nip!"

I am Jack's appreciation for a really good flick. One of my favorite movies. Not sure if everyone's aware but several times throughout the movie Brad Pitt's Tyler Durden appears as a 1/2 second flash in the middle of random scenes (sort of like the wee-wee he splices into the reel making a little girl cry).

Haven't read the novel, but apparently Jack, aka Tyler Durden, spends the remainder of his life in a padded cell. Love Chuck Palahniuk's other book Survivor, which was going to be made into a film starring Verbil Kint until 9/11 made them back off of it (due to the plane crash in the story). I hope they go back to it. Pretty good, dark read.

I just noticed this sweet irony: Only seven minutes before this video escaped queue, Issykitty's "Mandinka" video was published. (For those of you who don't see the irony yet, Kunta Kinte from "Roots" was the son of a Mandinka warrior.)

I am surprised no one caught on to the Kunta Kinte thing...

Was this a parody of Roots' Kunta Kinte/Toby whipping sequence?
Upvote for the bizarre hilarity, like much of Robot Chicken.