"This clip is given new meaning in the face of recent conflict."

I understand how a conversation could apply to a number of current conflicts (Gaza, Iraq, Afghanistan...). Can anyone familiar with the show give some (brief) context within for its story for people like me who haven't seen it? High-hair people bomb the crap out of innocent red-eye people for land/oil pipeline/no good reason?

>> ^Farhad2000:
Lucky what kind of camera do you own that still does red eye?

It was just my plain old point-n-shoot (you can see it in blankfist's video). I didn't want to carry my big'un around.

Look at YouDieJoe trying to film video on that horrible Nikon D90!

Mono audio, terrible controls, no AF, no zoom, no manual controls, terrible top down scanning when filming and what like 5 minutes record limits?

And Lucky what kind of camera do you own that still does red eye?

Darn, just missed it. I flew out of LAX on the red-eye last night. have fun kids.

It's Christmas so we'll stop
It's on with the lights to warm the dark
It can cloak elsewhere
As the rot stops for today
Let the rot stop just for one day
Only good red eyes, red suits, and faces will radiate
And the cold will hide its face
Now the cold is turned away
We can be best friends with the people we hate
'Cause we've all got blood
And it's warmer than you think
Yeah it is warm and it is thick
We all breathe out clouds
We're built to give at least once each year
Now that's better than never I guess
And life might never get better than this
With the perfect excuse for our natures to change
And wear shiny clothes
Oh it's Christmas so press pause and we'll go

Oh it's Christmas so we'll stop
'Cause the wine on our breath puts the love in our tongues
So forget the names
I called you on Christmas Eve
In fact forget the entire year
Don't reflect just pretend and you won't feel scared
You won't feel a thing
'Cause it's all been tucked away
And once you're tucked in bed
You'll hold on to the day for the last few seconds
Your gray dull face is protected from the wind
And I'll protect you I promise I will
And the rest of our lives will be just like Christmas
With fewer toys
You're a good girl I'm a good boy
So I thought

Oh it's Christmas so we stopped
Were it not for the tick of the clock
And the spinning of the Earth in space
We could always be this way
And as we sleep at the fall of the day
In the room next door the tree lights brighten the rodents' eyes
And catches a glimpse of the dust beginning to rise

The next day life went back to its bad self
The next day life went back to its bad self
The next day life went back to its bad self
The next day life went back to its bad self

God doesn't exist!? Who the heck says that!? Let me at em I say! Who dares think that Snakes can't talk!? A bearded guy in a burlap sack CAN AND DID walk on water! Talking burning bushes (not the Presidential kind) speak all the time! You just have to look in the right places! Heck. The Earth is only 6000 years old. Why? Because a book says so. That's why. So go take your Liberal drivel elsewhere.. even better. Take it to the 'Lake of fire'. Where is that? Its under the ground below Saudi Arabia thats where. I know an oil company that can drill you to it and drop your unwiped encrusted posterior right in and will gladly tap into their nearly limitless cash pool to fund the effort!

Have fun underground talking to the red-eyed-horned evil guy. Bring plenty of Astroglide. You are going to need it.

And no... the pressure underground at such extreme depths are completely survivable.. Because at that point you will be a Ghost. Ghosts are real, and there your fingernails will be ripped out for an eternity. Wait.. ok. Maybe you don't have fingernails, but you get my point.

Mmmm.

Smudge has a brown eye (left) and blue eye (right). I know it's hard to tell with that "red eye" from the flash.

The lyrics, if you can't keep up Talib's flow:

[Talib]
Yeah...my Lord...yeah.

[Verse 1: Talib]
We sell crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through "Episodes II," like "Attack of the Clones"
Work 'til we break our back and you hear the crack of the bone
To get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We commute to computers
Spirits stay mute while you eagles spread rumors
We survivalists, turned to consumers
To get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
Ask Him why some people got to live in a trailer, cuss like a sailor
I paint a picture with the pen like Norman Mailer
Mi abuela raised three daughters all by herself, with no help
I think about a struggle and I find the strength in myself
These words, melt in my mouth
They hot, like the jail cell in the South
Before my nigga Core bailed me out
To get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
We do or die like Bed-Stuy through the red sky
With the window of the red eye
Let the lead fly, some G. Rap shit, "Livin' to Let Die"

[Chorus: Background singers]
This morning, I woke up
Feeling brand new and I jumped up
Feeling my highs, and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smokin', and stop drinkin'
And I've been thinkin' - I've got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (by)

[Talib and background singers]
(ba ba ba, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da badahh
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by by by by by by)
(ba ba ba, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da bada, ba da badahh
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by by by by by by)

[Verse 2: Talib]
We keeping it gangster say "fo shizzle", "fo sheezy" and "stayin crunk"
It's easy to pull a breezy, smoke trees, and we stay drunk
Yo, our activism attackin' the system, the blacks and latins in prison
Numbers of prison they victim black in the vision
Shit and all they got is rappin' to listen to
I let them know we missin' you, the love is unconditional
Even when the condition is critical, when the livin' is miserable
Your position is pivotal, I ain't bullshittin' you
Now, why would I lie? Just to get by?
Just to get by, we get fly
The TV got us reachin' for stars
Not the ones between Venus and Mars, the ones that be readin' for parts
Some people get breast enhancements and penis enlargers
Saturday sinners, Sunday morning at the feet of the Father
They need somethin' to rely on, we get high on all types of drug
When, all you really need is love
To get by, just to get by
Just to get by, just to get by
Our parents sing like John Lennon, "Imagine all the people watch"
We rock like Paul McCartney from now until the last Beatle drop

[Chorus: Background singers]
This morning, I woke up
Feeling brand new and I jumped up
Feeling my highs, and my lows
In my soul, and my goals
Just to stop smoking, and stop drinking
And I've been thinking - I've got my reasons
Just to get (by), just to get (by)
Just to get (by), just to get (by)

[Talib: repeat 2x - with background singers]
Yoyoyo, yo
Some people cry, and some people try
Just to get by, for a piece of the pie
You love to eat and get high
We deceive when we lie, and we keepin' it fly

Yoyoyo, yo
When, the people decide, to keep a disguise
Can't see they eyes, see the evil inside
But there's people you find
Strong or feeble in mind, I stay readin' the signs

Haha! Great face paint and facial expressions. The red-eye gives it that extra oomph.

Two buckets! Typical boy. Probably turned his hat around and dropped his flannel for a second visit to each house with his backup bucket.

No he doesn't, he looks human while Cillian Murphy looks like the undead. Case in point Red Eye.

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“how can i NOT vote for this ... my hubby resembles cillian murphy!!!! YUMMMM! ”

From YouTube, the full lyrics...

Believe me, one day it will happen,
There will be Nuclear War.
There will be [something] with red eyes,
And Death, and a whole lot of Evil.

The explosion will poison the magical lake,
There will be hell to pay,
And [something] the Phoenix,
And light will fade away for one year.

Nuclear war, nuclear war,
Who can tell me when it happens.
Nuclear war, nuclear war,
When all people in the world will die and darkness will reign.

This war is only in my dreams, but this dark moment will come,
And the Bomb will come to me in a winged chariot
And the terrible hour will come,
World(peace) will turn to war.

And only mutants will survive,
(But really small number of them!)

(Nuclear war, nuclear war...)

The ashes are falling from the skies,
The night outside is dark.
Here comes my death,
The Nuclear War. (x2)

(Nuclear war, nuclear war...)