fun fact: will wood doesn't read sheet music. he had to write that insane piano bit and memorize it and play it at ungodly speeds without writing it down.
@@ajpgofacoconut6191 TF2 post where someone said "idk what this jpeg of a coconut is doing here but if I remove it the game won't start" or something to that effect
wby are the normal common sentences like "why dont you take a seat" and "i guess its just something people do" harder to say than the bulk of the monster monologue
"the monologue" makes me feel like an amnesiac beeing debriefed about their own Life and not understanding a single Word, wich Is an uh.. oddly specific feeling for a Song to give
if I had a nickel for every time a song had gave me that exact vibe, I would have two nickels, which ain't much but it's weird that it happened twice (The other one is amnesia was her name by lemon demon)
for someone who's trying to learn both (and i'm almost done with okultra! yay!) i can guarantee you that rap god is faster. black box warrior is actually easy compared to that! isn't that a nice thought! :) please help me :)
here are the timestamps for anyone else who needs to repeat the verses over and over :,) verse one - 0:20 verse two - 1:20 monologue - 2:45 verse three - 3:41 good luck memorizing!
I saw someone perform this a few hours ago (this is February.) and he started learning piano in August. It was something else. I should also note he’s 15.
Drink like 7 mountain dews then listen to this on loop while relentlessly spinning around in one of those spinny chairs for like an hour. It may not help you sing faster but I'll scare them.
i like to imagine it’s just a song about a man being bounced around from therapist to therapist and medication to medication to treat illness without a good result. the song title comes from a Black Box Warning, which is a deadly warning on medication that can kill you. who knows, though ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i wouldn’t write an extensive take on it here
@@phoneyogurt From what I've heard, you're pretty close! Apparently it's about Will Wood talking about possibly taking a medication for his bipolar that could kill him!
@@Titleknown this makes a lot of sense. As far as mental illness meds go, anti psychotics can be some of the most dangerous. I took like 100mgs of seroquel and ended up having a hella bad restless leg syndrome attack, passed out for a good day or two. It's not like that for everyone and in the past I was able to take over 1000 mgs without any problems , but it's definitely a hella realistic possiblity
It’s about an abusive therapist I think. Edit: Waitwait, Ok so OKULTRA? Yeah, it’s a play on words for the government controlled secret psychedelic drug experimentation on humans in the 1950’s-80’s (correct me if I’m wrong) called MKULTRA before it was put to a stop. Obviously I don’t know exactly what they did but an obvious way to give the drugs to people would be to prescript them secretly in medical treatments, anti-depressant, (etc.) OKULTRA is mentioned a couple other times casually throughout the album including in the FIRST SONG where in the second half Will straight up throws in a very cheerful, “OKULTRA!” And judging from Will’s history with drugs, theming an entire song on how therapy sucks makes sense.
To all those also learning the therapist Monologue: it’s been weeks and I’m still choking with something as easy as “nerve to steal nerves of steel.” You’re doing good. UPDATE: I HAVE IT DOWN PAT. PERFECTLY.
This goddamn masterpiece of a song was stuck in my head for nearly TWO fucking years, but for the love of Christ I couldn’t remember the name, till TH-cam pulled this out and slapped me in the face with it. And holy fuck I’m I happy that I loved this song so much for it to be an ear worm for so long. Wow I went on a rant, sorry about the curses!
Day 1 of trying to sing blackboxwarrior flawlessly: i perfectly did the first verse but the other verses made its sound like i was talking gibberish, i’ll be practicing more of this, if i made more progress in one day i will leave a update Day 2: i did the 2nd verse, small mistakes but its just the beginning, i practiced the therapy monologue a bit, very hard i’d say but im looking foward to the next day i’d say Day 3: sorry for the inconvenience, i had been very busy for 2 weeks because of exams I’m perfecting my attempt on the 2nd verse and its a bir hard but i’m getting a hand of it Day 4: sorry for the extremely long inconvenience but i have returned, i’m going to camp next month to go to norway and i may not be active for 4 weeks, but when i return i will update you guys, i got the monologue a bit right but still a bit of some stuttering, hopefully it will be gone Day 5: got the therapy monologue down, if i get to a talent show, i WILL sing this song
Everyone’s talking about the tempo of the song or the complexity of the lyrics, but it no one going to talk about how good the piano part at the beginning is? Like if the whole song was some kind of boss monologue then the beginning would sound like the thing that plays when you step into the boss arena for the first time. I don’t know how to describe it, but it would be awesome if there was a whole song with the same vibe the piano part gives, or at least an extended version of the piano.
I learned the piano part, and it's so fun to just sit around and play it without doing the rest of the song. Just the same intro part over and over. It's incredible
I started listening to this artist earlier and thought “This is what cryptids listen to.” I have since changed my theory. Cryptids is too tame and restrictive. This is the music skips would listen to.
I have a theory that this man just doesn’t need to breathe like a normal human does. I know this is probably like a studio version where they cut his breath out but holy moly
I memorised this entire song just to use it as a speech in the “song lyrics as a speech” assignment in my English class, it was the best thing I’ve ever done
Before I ever read the lyrics I thought this song was about a man who went crazy and became a time traveling Ninja. I now see that I was vastly mistaken XD
I interpret this song as a man or his peers reviewing how he died with lost frustration, guided by the therapist saying “did you die before your day?”, or should have died as demons and ghosts try to coerce him into insanity
I think "did you die before your day" ties into the previous line about Phineas Gage. He got a superheated railroad spike blasted through his frontal lobe and he survived as the rod immediately cauterized the hole it made through his head and went clean out the other side. His personality was completely destroyed, and he became a man completely devoid of the self he once held. A death/change of personality could be called dying before your day.
Well he collapsed with Stevens-Johnson Syndrome on the E.R. floor Panic attacked, anaphylactic and ataxic The way he spun his butterfly risked all six his phalanges Roman candles at both ends in his synapses And the method with which he recycled his humors Trojan Horse'd his Blood-Brain Barrier and raised the LD-50, yes, yes And through flight-or-fight revelation shame the Black Box Warrior He skipped this town and headed straight down history Shields himself from reason in a Kevlar baby-blue Tuxedo Quilted from the finest fibers, flesh, and fiberglass, and flowers His ego a mosquito, evil incarnate good incognito Pops placebos for libido, screaming, "Bless the torpedoes" For what? For what? For what it's worth If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now For what? For what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down Well, he was wearing stolen rubber shoes and wrapped a poison ivy noose Around his Lotus jugular when they came Well, they found him with a map to every victim of his love And a tattoo of a blue jay on his face And they waited for his vital signs to lie and let a flatline cry A hymn out in Hungarian Harmonic But he cocked his noggin, through his stoma sang, "For auld lang syne" "Happy birthday to the succulents, I'll die your hydroponics" His rib cage was a hornet's nest, palpitations set the beat His vagus nerve a turk's head knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend He wondered if Christ Consciousness would charge a cancellation fee Auf wiedersehn, au revoir, he gripped his wits right by their ends For what? For what? For what it's worth If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now For what? For what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down Hello, welcome, why don't you take a seat? Get comfortable, relax, take a second if you need to Now what's bothering you? Well, why don't we start at the beginning Growing up, how was your relationship with the fundamentals of conscious existence? Did you have xenon orchid sinews spilling down the outer center of your Blooming Escher/Mandelbrot head? And how about claustrophilic tendrils clapping caskets closed on seven-knuckle thumbs Did you get along well with the Gideon Bugler pineal glands? Your projector eyes casting sci-fi's on your STR'd strands? Tell me about your nerve to steal nerves of steel from under Bacchus' bloody nose Did Namibian Himbas tie-dye you, your ears pierced with a Phineas Gage flagpole Did you die before your day? Thursday traction, Tuesday titration My hope is to assess through my objective report of Your subjective conjecture Whether this proprietary bled of expertise and seasoning works as well as this Transorbital ice pick Holistic ballistics, you got a better idea? It's about the best we could come up with, what, you think ideas spread because they're good? No, they spread because people like them So now here we are once again, holding As it were, a mirror up to your mirror I guess it's just something people do A bloody knife to split your infrastructure, wine to rev your motor function Coital machinations of the dead Well, you mainline your animus, karate chop your abacus And learn to be an animal instead But I never did think you better than this, your modus operandi causes Nazi/Skoptzyism and suicide Why to thine own self be true when it is you who are the problem Not the things you do but something sick inside Lithium and Dialectics, boy you really is defective CBT don't seem effective for that Cluster B, accept it Offer up your innocence, please ignore the side effects You've lost your mind and almost lost your life before So you'll be fine For what? For what? For what it's worth If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now For what? For what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back, and why would you want to look back? I mean, it's no good looking back, so try to look forward now For what? For what? For what it's worth If they were going to get you boy, they would have by now For what? For what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down...
heyo! i'm doing an assignment on The Normal Album and this song sounds incredibly familiar but for the life of me i cannot pinpoint the genre. i thought about tarantella but i'm not sure - if anyone has any other input i'd love it!
lyrics for copy and paste: Well he collapsed with Stevens-Johnson syndrome on the E.R. floor, panic attacked, anaphylactic and ataxic The way he spun his butterfly risked all six his phalanges, roman candles at both ends of his synapses And the method with which he recycled his humors trojan horse'd his blood-brain barrier and raised the LD 50, yes-yes And through flight or fight revelation shame, the black box warrior, he skipped this town and headed straight down history Shields himself from reason in a kevlar baby blue tuxedo quilted from the finest fibers, flesh, and fiberglass, and flowers Ego a mosquito Evil incarnate, good incognito Pops placebos for labido Screaming bless the torpedos For what? for what? For what it's worth If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now For what? for what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down Well he was wearing stolen rubber shoes and wrapped a poison ivy noose around his lotus jugular when they came Well they found him with a map to every victim of his love and a tattoo of a blue jay on his face And they waited for his vital signs to lie and let a flatline cry a hymn out in hungarian harmonic But he cocked his noggin, through his stoma sang for auld lang syne, happy birthday to the succulents, I'll die your hydroponics. His rib cage was a hornet's nest Palpitations set the beat, his vagus nerve a turk's head knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend He wondered if christ consciousness would charge a cancellation fee Auf wiedersehn, au revoir, he gripped his wits right by their ends For what? for what? For what it's worth If it was going to k!ll you boy, it would have by now For what? for what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down Hello, welcome. Why don't you take a seat? Get comfortable, take a second if you need to Now what's bothering you? Well, why don't we start at the beginning? Growing up, how was your relationship with the fundamentals of conscious existence? And how about claustrophilic tendrils clapping caskets closed on seven knuckle thumbs, did you get along well with the gideon bugler pineal glands, your projector eyes casting scifi's on your str'd strands? Tell me about your nerve to steal nerves of steel from under bacchus' bloody nose Did namibian himbas tiedye you, your ears pierced with a phineas gage flagpole, did you die before your day? Thursday traction, Tuesday titration My hope is to assess through my objective report of your subjective conjecture whether this proprietary bled of expertise and seasoning works as well as this transorbital ice pick Holistic ballistics, you got a better idea? it's about the best we could come up with What, you think ideas spread because they're good? No, they spread because people like them So here we are once again, holding, as it were, a mirror up to your mirror I guess it's just something people do A bloody knife to split your infrastructure Wine to rev your motor function Coital machinations of the dead Well you mainline your animus Karate chop your abacus And learn to be an animal instead But i never did think you better than this Your modus operandi causes nazi skoptzyism and suicide Why to thine own self be try when it is you who are the problem Not the things you do but something sick inside Lithium and dialectics Boy you really is defective Cbt don't seem effective for that cluster B, accept it Offer up your innocence, please ignore the side effects You've lost your mind and almost lost your life before So you'll be fine For what? for what? For what it's worth, If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now For what? for what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back And why would you want to look back I mean it's no good looking back so try to look forward now For what? for what? For what it's worth If they were gonna get you boy, they would have by now For what? for what? For what it's worth There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
My hamilton phase was useful after all i can actually sing most of this song without mumbling thanks to my dedication to learning all the really fast raps in hamilton
this is the song you love so much but cant ever remember the lyrics until it gets to the chorus its like: "mumbling to the beat" then excitedly going "FOR WHAT, FOR WHAT, FOR WHAT ITS WORTH" and so on
I think I realized why I like this genre of music it just unlocks deep memories of watching youruber outros this one gives me dlive vibes for some reason
To the people who are trying to learn the monologue for whatever reason, check out the live in studio version of this song. The monologue is was clearer and it's spoken slower. I think it could help.
I can honestly imagine the ER room and Will Wood being the "doctor" while talking to a young boy whose relationship with the criminal mafia guy on the examination is undetermined. Meanwhile, Will Wood is slowly starting to turn the ER room into an acid trip where he's slowly starting to magic trick off of the body, even having doubles playing the dead body like a piano and blowing off the tip of the head's own saxophone mouthpiece and warp the room to match what he is saying, from what he's observing, what he's been told, to what he is reading off of the doctor's notes. During the monologue, he is personally addressing the kid through a chair while literally, PsychoAnalyzing interrogating the kid while chucking at him a ton of questions, pulling out a bunch of items, and writing down things incredibly quickly before ending up pulling out a mirror to his face which is now a mirror, before cheekily shrugging it off. Then comes the rest of the lyrics and the kid is now being treated like the previously mentioned dead body before the entire song ends with two Will Woods Neo Cortex falling (before, he just pointed up and down like Scout's default Baseball Taunt) and being pulled up by a rope like a creepy smiling doll being noosed across his neck before crashing into one Will Wood who poses for the camera with his arms outstretched, and a hop to be put on one foot with a smile across his face and the entire sequence animation ends. Basically, very Looney Tunes tone with what is clearly a horrifying situation for anyone to watch or be subjected to. I would honestly imagine a lot of musicians like Will Wood to have a very Rod Serling role to their art, heck, I would love to be looked at as a Rod Serling figure in the rest of my work. Tally Hall and Bo Burnham come to mind as other Rod Serling figures to their music.
Possible tip for keeping up with this: |Could be circumstantial, as I have no way to test this| Learn & keep up with 6up 5oh first, as both are fast paced with a lot going on but 6up 5oh isn't as lengthy. Let me know if this helps 👍 [ I'm still tripping up on a phrase, as well as the monologue. This possibly circumstantial tip just helped me with keeping up with the rest. ]
Wow... very thankyou. The music which was maked by him is very nice . I'm japanese so i want to know what he say in the music. Thank you very much for writing in English .😊 I thought this was a Nazi-themed song.🧐 I'm happy to be able to study English with my favorite song ! 😆
Just giving you a heads up that even people who's native language is English have trouble grasping what is trying to be said in the song since a lot of it almost seems like random words strung together at certain points.
![thermodynamic lawyer, esq, gfd [lyrics]](http://i.ytimg.com/vi/gy_brlu_TR0/mqdefault.jpg)
fun fact: will wood doesn't read sheet music. he had to write that insane piano bit and memorize it and play it at ungodly speeds without writing it down.
bro is a higher being confirmed 😨
@@lybasily didn't we know that already?
@@coyotix fr💀
Mozart
i guess it's easier to remember something if you came up with it yourself
You’ve heard people speak forwards, you’ve heard them speak backwards.
This is what it sounds like when someone speaks sideways.
so true bestie
nah this is what it sounds like to speak upside down
@@ajpgofacoconut6191 I love ur name and pfp so much
@@fujicakes_ do you get the reference?
@@ajpgofacoconut6191 TF2 post where someone said "idk what this jpeg of a coconut is doing here but if I remove it the game won't start" or something to that effect
this guy sings like the disclosure at the end of medicine advertisments
Considering the subject matter of the song, I wouldn't be surprised if that were intentional. And if it is, it's fucking brilliant.
and there’s just as many worrying medical issues!
the “black box warning” is the list of side effects that come with medicine boxes
@@SJ-lt4ld YO HOLY SHIT I DIDNT EVEN MAKE THAT CONNECTION !! that's sick !!
@@odditycat2716 yeah
wby are the normal common sentences like "why dont you take a seat" and "i guess its just something people do" harder to say than the bulk of the monster monologue
REAL
You're so used to saying nonsense/unreasonably difficult words that when there's a normal sentence you just break.
@@RushWheeler*REAL*
"Quilted from the finest fibers, flesh, and fiberglass, and flowers" is literally a whole tongue twister
I kept forgetting “flowers” and almost hit myself for it
I have it now though-
@@arislaclare so is "claustrophobic tendrils clapping caskets closed on seven-knuckle thumbs"
learning this song isn't the hard part, the hard part is trying to figure out how the hell to say that
@@coyotixas non-native english speaker who can't even comprehend what he's talking about, this is the ultimate truth
@@lua5296 as a native english speaker who also can't understand what he's talking about, i know lmao
Solidarity with everyone else trying to memorize this entire song for no particular reason. Aside from maybe terrifying their loved ones.
i’ve personally only gotten the first part and the chorus memorized. it’s so difficult to not trip over your words. nice pfp btw
I memorized it but still have trouble singing along to the music
currently in that phase
@@phoneyogurt gosh same, lol. I know the first chunk, but still fumble a lot, and the therapist monologue is so hard to learn!!
I've learned and can sing all of it but the therapist dialogue with ease. still trying to learn the therapist part tho.
Reason 176436 to appreciate English second language speakers: the mfs trying to learn this in the comments
Am just trying
thank you.
As a native spanish I AM FIGHTING FOR MY LIFE HERE-
thanks tho :D
Todos estais increible
Learning this song is hard either way
"the monologue" makes me feel like an amnesiac beeing debriefed about their own Life and not understanding a single Word, wich Is an uh.. oddly specific feeling for a Song to give
if I had a nickel for every time a song had gave me that exact vibe, I would have two nickels, which ain't much but it's weird that it happened twice
(The other one is amnesia was her name by lemon demon)
@@earth2codyhits me right in the _long-term memory sauce_
The tempo of this song goes perfectly with my restless leg syndrome
me too :)
Do you mean adhd
@@ittybittykibibyte no it's a separate thing.
gotta 'ove having tics
Head canon, this song is set to the tempo of the Black Box Warrior's heartbeat
This gives me the vibe of a detective trying to find out a murder and slowly going insane
Hand me my shovel I’m going in has those vibes even stronger I think lol
Thank you for the animatic idea
And then they ended up finding out the murder victim was.. them
"THATS IT! THATS THE REVOLUTIONARY IDEA OF THE YEAR YOU GENIUS!" What a plot twist.
This is making me want to make a playlist because I'm realizing I know a lot of songs like that
i love how half of will woods songs remind me of an auctioneer talking really fast
Lol
The verse that begins with "a bloody knife to split your infrastructure'" is my favorite
REAL
thanks willwoodfan
that part came on the very second i finished reading this comment
memorized all the verses except for the monologue. It terrifies me and makes me wonder if this beats the fast part of rap god
I stumble once it hits the vital sign part.
for someone who's trying to learn both (and i'm almost done with okultra! yay!) i can guarantee you that rap god is faster. black box warrior is actually easy compared to that! isn't that a nice thought! :) please help me :)
@@horkelborkel2325 not easier, rap god doesnt use big scary words like mandelbrot
I've learnt rap God before will update you in a bit which is harder
im really struggling 👍
here are the timestamps for anyone else who needs to repeat the verses over and over :,)
verse one - 0:20
verse two - 1:20
monologue - 2:45
verse three - 3:41
good luck memorizing!
Decided to try singing this in 0.5 speed bc OH BOY he go fast
Thank you
@@biggaygaygay4076 good thing I’m used to singing along with faster paced songs, otherwise I’d be fucked
@@VagueNaming same dude
@@biggaygaygay4076same man- it was so hard to get used to hearing it slow
I'm in nursing school. I like to go over medical terms with this song
That's cool :)
as you should
I’m supposed to be studying for psych but at least there’s a lot of psych stuff here lmao
Maybe I should consider this for my coding test
Lol yay
Okay but i love the angel aesthetic of the blood splatters
I saw someone perform this a few hours ago (this is February.) and he started learning piano in August. It was something else.
I should also note he’s 15.
the amount of respect i have for his unknown kid is unreal
@@colorfulquesadilla377 it’s earned. I call him Music Jesus when I talk to him sometimes.
Sounds like Mozart reincarnated.
Given the subject matter of the song... is he okay? You might want to check in on him.
I swear i know someone just like that just on the T.Sax
As a COMPLETELY native english speaker, i sound like a choking goose trying to sing this.
Same
i physically cant sing this fast how am i supposed to terrify my friends now
th-cam.com/video/xjphfRnyGoc/w-d-xo.html
Tell them what the sweetest organ is(eyeball)
practice
Learn 2econd 2ight 2eer, it's also scary but actually possible to learn
Drink like 7 mountain dews then listen to this on loop while relentlessly spinning around in one of those spinny chairs for like an hour. It may not help you sing faster but I'll scare them.
I don’t understand this song at all but i love it. Thanks for the lyrics
i like to imagine it’s just a song about a man being bounced around from therapist to therapist and medication to medication to treat illness without a good result. the song title comes from a Black Box Warning, which is a deadly warning on medication that can kill you. who knows, though ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i wouldn’t write an extensive take on it here
@@phoneyogurt From what I've heard, you're pretty close! Apparently it's about Will Wood talking about possibly taking a medication for his bipolar that could kill him!
@@Titleknown this makes a lot of sense. As far as mental illness meds go, anti psychotics can be some of the most dangerous. I took like 100mgs of seroquel and ended up having a hella bad restless leg syndrome attack, passed out for a good day or two. It's not like that for everyone and in the past I was able to take over 1000 mgs without any problems , but it's definitely a hella realistic possiblity
It’s about an abusive therapist I think.
Edit: Waitwait, Ok so OKULTRA? Yeah, it’s a play on words for the government controlled secret psychedelic drug experimentation on humans in the 1950’s-80’s (correct me if I’m wrong) called MKULTRA before it was put to a stop. Obviously I don’t know exactly what they did but an obvious way to give the drugs to people would be to prescript them secretly in medical treatments, anti-depressant, (etc.) OKULTRA is mentioned a couple other times casually throughout the album including in the FIRST SONG where in the second half Will straight up throws in a very cheerful, “OKULTRA!” And judging from Will’s history with drugs, theming an entire song on how therapy sucks makes sense.
Honestly, this reply section made my respect and admiration for this masterpiece double
The subtitles think he's just *music*, it's incredible
I mean, it sure is music
i love how you commented again after a year
I love the whirly sounds at 2:45 also I love the image accompanying the lyrics
To all those also learning the therapist Monologue: it’s been weeks and I’m still choking with something as easy as “nerve to steal nerves of steel.” You’re doing good.
UPDATE: I HAVE IT DOWN PAT. PERFECTLY.
Good job
HOW
@@owxylene I KNOW I SUCK OKAY
@@punkposssum7773 NO EXPLIAN HOW YOU GOT THE MONOLOGUE
@@owxylene REPETITION. ALSO MY BOYFRIEND KEPT CHEERING ME ON AND SO THAT HELPED.
haha, yes, thank you. the official lyrics online are missing a few verses, so this is very helpful. finally i can test to see how fast i can sing
@@regballevery song is an absolute bop
@@content6907 Your profile picture is an absolute bop.
@@Mothpuff memento mori
I have memorized the entire song as well as the monologue and I’m high key so impressed with myself
you should be impressed with yourself
This song could fit perfectly into a Series of Unfortunate Events
Oh yes you’re right
youre right, rly got that vibe :O
OH MY GOODNESS, VOUCH.
THATS WHAT IM SAYING!!!!
Ur so right
THE SAX NEVER SOUNDS THE SAME AS IT DOES IN THE STUDIO RECORDING AND I’LL NEVER GET USED TO IT
This goddamn masterpiece of a song was stuck in my head for nearly TWO fucking years, but for the love of Christ I couldn’t remember the name, till TH-cam pulled this out and slapped me in the face with it. And holy fuck I’m I happy that I loved this song so much for it to be an ear worm for so long. Wow I went on a rant, sorry about the curses!
I found this on a playlist that i apparently made named _Panic attack prevention_ i dont remember when i made it but its chaotic af
PLEASE link it omgg
LINK
Op drop the link
@@weevilwizarddotmusic9711 @MarahFaisal Guys I found it it's on their chanel th-cam.com/play/PLmqg8b51WJOGU2H621B-36KI67fAQ1NUj.html
for anyone wanting the link it’s public on their profile here’s the link th-cam.com/play/PLmqg8b51WJOGU2H621B-36KI67fAQ1NUj.html
"Karate-chop your abacus" is now my favourite line ever
Edit: never mind. It's the line about CBT
Cognitive behavioural therapy or cock and ball torture?
You mean cognitive behavioral therapy right? Right??
@@Lasmineycocknitive behaviourball torturepy
@@subjectverbargument9871took me a minute to figure that out😂
My favorite line is "Boy you really is defective" idk why it just sounds funny😂
Day 1 of trying to sing blackboxwarrior flawlessly: i perfectly did the first verse but the other verses made its sound like i was talking gibberish, i’ll be practicing more of this, if i made more progress in one day i will leave a update
Day 2: i did the 2nd verse, small mistakes but its just the beginning, i practiced the therapy monologue a bit, very hard i’d say but im looking foward to the next day i’d say
Day 3: sorry for the inconvenience, i had been very busy for 2 weeks because of exams
I’m perfecting my attempt on the 2nd verse and its a bir hard but i’m getting a hand of it
Day 4: sorry for the extremely long inconvenience but i have returned, i’m going to camp next month to go to norway and i may not be active for 4 weeks, but when i return i will update you guys, i got the monologue a bit right but still a bit of some stuttering, hopefully it will be gone
Day 5: got the therapy monologue down, if i get to a talent show, i WILL sing this song
Hey, how’s it going so far?? If you sing this at a show it would be absolutely insane to see live.
@@thelemondropgirl2140 i was signing this at a camp! There was a signing competition (that sadly had no recording) and I believe i got in 2nd place!
@@Sunnfloweropposum Aa congrats!!
@@Sunnfloweropposum im 2 months late but glad you did it!!
@@Ghostly_writer yeah!! It was really fun singing it on stage
Ok I’m gonna listen to this at 2x speed I’ll update afterwards
…..
It’s the definition of stress and anxiety
Try at 0.25, it's an entirely different song god damn
Fr
@@desterotheking5034oh my God its terrifying
Everyone’s talking about the tempo of the song or the complexity of the lyrics, but it no one going to talk about how good the piano part at the beginning is? Like if the whole song was some kind of boss monologue then the beginning would sound like the thing that plays when you step into the boss arena for the first time. I don’t know how to describe it, but it would be awesome if there was a whole song with the same vibe the piano part gives, or at least an extended version of the piano.
I learned the piano part, and it's so fun to just sit around and play it without doing the rest of the song. Just the same intro part over and over. It's incredible
He also does this stuff without reading sheet music
this is so true that piano melody is so good bro 😩
I started listening to this artist earlier and thought “This is what cryptids listen to.” I have since changed my theory. Cryptids is too tame and restrictive. This is the music skips would listen to.
For real, some Will Wood songs straight up remind me of Talloran in 3999, or Scranton in 3001, or Roger Sheldon in 2718
This music Is a Skip
Surrealistics department shit
Who is Skip?
@@HyperWraithAL The way SCP fans refer to SCP’s because we’re a bunch of nerds.
I have a theory that this man just doesn’t need to breathe like a normal human does. I know this is probably like a studio version where they cut his breath out but holy moly
I am going to sing this at 2x speed even if it kills me
edit: I HAVE THE MONOLOGUE DOWN I WILL SING IT FASTER GRADUALLY
Did.... Did you live?
He has yet to report back : (
@@Soupslugboi our brethren has fallen
The man who flew to close to the sun...
@@jhost1258 I LIVE THE VERSES ARE NO MORE the monologue is more formidable
✨UNDERRATED.✨
This song genuinely feels like a hug to my soul.
I memorised this entire song just to use it as a speech in the “song lyrics as a speech” assignment in my English class, it was the best thing I’ve ever done
this song expanded my vocalubary so much
Before I ever read the lyrics I thought this song was about a man who went crazy and became a time traveling Ninja. I now see that I was vastly mistaken XD
lmao
Time traveling ninja is a animation im making
Me: has a shakespearean soliloquy to memorize completely within a month and perform
also me: haha what if instead I tried to memorize this
I would say perform this instead, but I think that month is long gone
In my endeavor to memorize the monologue I accidentally memorized the whole thing. Why this. I can't even remember my laundry
Neighbors are about to learn these lyrics along with the rest of y'all.
I'VE BEEN TRYING TO DO THE MONOLOGUE SO MANY DAMN TIMES!...my god
ive done it .>.
This gives me Willy Wonka vibes but somehow more crazy. Especially that monologue in the middle.
i wish i could apply this to one of my ocs but theres just too much going on
Apply it to all of them
My oc's are so chaotic i can apply it to anyone of them
make a new oc for this song specifically
I interpret this song as a man or his peers reviewing how he died with lost frustration, guided by the therapist saying “did you die before your day?”, or should have died as demons and ghosts try to coerce him into insanity
I think "did you die before your day" ties into the previous line about Phineas Gage. He got a superheated railroad spike blasted through his frontal lobe and he survived as the rod immediately cauterized the hole it made through his head and went clean out the other side. His personality was completely destroyed, and he became a man completely devoid of the self he once held. A death/change of personality could be called dying before your day.
It's like if you gave Niel Ceceriga cocaine and then spun him around a bit.
Holy hell I think I strained an abdominal muscle while singing this
One day, I will learn and memorize this entire song...
That day is not yet today.
Update:
December 17th, 2023;
That day is today.
I am become Black Box Warrior.
ok:)
@@_lost_paradise5089NICE!
@@_lost_paradise5089CONGRATS MAN!!!
Well he collapsed with Stevens-Johnson Syndrome on the E.R. floor
Panic attacked, anaphylactic and ataxic
The way he spun his butterfly risked all six his phalanges
Roman candles at both ends in his synapses
And the method with which he recycled his humors
Trojan Horse'd his Blood-Brain Barrier and raised the LD-50, yes, yes
And through flight-or-fight revelation shame the Black Box Warrior
He skipped this town and headed straight down history
Shields himself from reason in a Kevlar baby-blue Tuxedo
Quilted from the finest fibers, flesh, and fiberglass, and flowers
His ego a mosquito, evil incarnate good incognito
Pops placebos for libido, screaming, "Bless the torpedoes"
For what? For what? For what it's worth
If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now
For what? For what? For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
Well, he was wearing stolen rubber shoes and wrapped a poison ivy noose
Around his Lotus jugular when they came
Well, they found him with a map to every victim of his love
And a tattoo of a blue jay on his face
And they waited for his vital signs to lie and let a flatline cry
A hymn out in Hungarian Harmonic
But he cocked his noggin, through his stoma sang, "For auld lang syne"
"Happy birthday to the succulents, I'll die your hydroponics"
His rib cage was a hornet's nest, palpitations set the beat
His vagus nerve a turk's head knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend
He wondered if Christ Consciousness would charge a cancellation fee
Auf wiedersehn, au revoir, he gripped his wits right by their ends
For what? For what? For what it's worth
If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now
For what? For what? For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
Hello, welcome, why don't you take a seat?
Get comfortable, relax, take a second if you need to
Now what's bothering you? Well, why don't we start at the beginning
Growing up, how was your relationship with the fundamentals of conscious existence?
Did you have xenon orchid sinews spilling down the outer center of your
Blooming Escher/Mandelbrot head?
And how about claustrophilic tendrils clapping caskets closed on seven-knuckle thumbs
Did you get along well with the Gideon Bugler pineal glands?
Your projector eyes casting sci-fi's on your STR'd strands?
Tell me about your nerve to steal nerves of steel from under Bacchus' bloody nose
Did Namibian Himbas tie-dye you, your ears pierced with a Phineas Gage flagpole
Did you die before your day?
Thursday traction, Tuesday titration
My hope is to assess through my objective report of
Your subjective conjecture
Whether this proprietary bled of expertise and seasoning works as well as this
Transorbital ice pick
Holistic ballistics, you got a better idea?
It's about the best we could come up with, what, you think ideas spread because they're good?
No, they spread because people like them
So now here we are once again, holding
As it were, a mirror up to your mirror
I guess it's just something people do
A bloody knife to split your infrastructure, wine to rev your motor function
Coital machinations of the dead
Well, you mainline your animus, karate chop your abacus
And learn to be an animal instead
But I never did think you better than this, your modus operandi causes
Nazi/Skoptzyism and suicide
Why to thine own self be true when it is you who are the problem
Not the things you do but something sick inside
Lithium and Dialectics, boy you really is defective
CBT don't seem effective for that Cluster B, accept it
Offer up your innocence, please ignore the side effects
You've lost your mind and almost lost your life before
So you'll be fine
For what? For what? For what it's worth
If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now
For what? For what? For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, and why would you want to look back?
I mean, it's no good looking back, so try to look forward now
For what? For what? For what it's worth
If they were going to get you boy, they would have by now
For what? For what? For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down...
yesterday I successfully sang this during karaoke at my partner's graduation party, never been more proud
heyo! i'm doing an assignment on The Normal Album and this song sounds incredibly familiar but for the life of me i cannot pinpoint the genre. i thought about tarantella but i'm not sure - if anyone has any other input i'd love it!
nvm, i found it - it's ragtime i believe, if anyone else needs/wants to know!
Thank you!
jazz but villainous
EVIL DARK and FUCKED UP swing
@@smurf_hater in other words, jazz
1:21 this just scratches my brain in the best way
the way he sings 'poison ivy noose' is just.. wow
Did he like become british like why does he say it like that
I struggle with hypochondriac tendencies. This is what it feels like.
Holding (as it were) a mirror up to your mirror.
Im going to memorize every single Will Wood song.
good luck
godspeed
good luck soldier
Same here. I wish you the best of luck!
good luck!
Memorizing this whole thing and being able to sing it is my greatest accomplishment.
1:45 something about the way "palpitations set the beat" makes me get into it?? idk why it sounds so good but it does!
I like to call this song “aggressive therapy”
I'm trying to memorize at faster speeds because it makes my brain happy. I'm starting at 1.25 and... Well this is gonna be hard.
oh jesus- goodluck buddy
@@grey_cybernetix.1299 *yeah* thanks
Least complicated Will Wood song to sing.
lyrics for copy and paste:
Well he collapsed with Stevens-Johnson syndrome on the E.R. floor, panic attacked, anaphylactic and ataxic
The way he spun his butterfly risked all six his phalanges, roman candles at both ends of his synapses
And the method with which he recycled his humors trojan horse'd his blood-brain barrier and raised the LD 50, yes-yes
And through flight or fight revelation shame, the black box warrior, he skipped this town and headed straight down history
Shields himself from reason in a kevlar baby blue tuxedo quilted from the finest fibers, flesh, and fiberglass, and flowers
Ego a mosquito
Evil incarnate, good incognito
Pops placebos for labido
Screaming bless the torpedos
For what? for what?
For what it's worth
If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now
For what? for what?
For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
Well he was wearing stolen rubber shoes and wrapped a poison ivy noose around his lotus jugular when they came
Well they found him with a map to every victim of his love and a tattoo of a blue jay on his face
And they waited for his vital signs to lie and let a flatline cry a hymn out in hungarian harmonic
But he cocked his noggin, through his stoma sang for auld lang syne, happy birthday to the succulents, I'll die your hydroponics.
His rib cage was a hornet's nest
Palpitations set the beat, his vagus nerve a turk's head knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend
He wondered if christ consciousness would charge a cancellation fee
Auf wiedersehn, au revoir, he gripped his wits right by their ends
For what? for what?
For what it's worth
If it was going to k!ll you boy, it would have by now
For what? for what?
For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
Hello, welcome.
Why don't you take a seat?
Get comfortable, take a second if you need to
Now what's bothering you?
Well, why don't we start at the beginning?
Growing up, how was your relationship with the fundamentals of conscious existence?
And how about claustrophilic tendrils clapping caskets closed on seven knuckle thumbs, did you get along well with the gideon bugler pineal glands, your projector eyes casting scifi's on your str'd strands?
Tell me about your nerve to steal nerves of steel from under bacchus' bloody nose
Did namibian himbas tiedye you, your ears pierced with a phineas gage flagpole, did you die before your day?
Thursday traction, Tuesday titration
My hope is to assess through my objective report of your subjective conjecture whether this proprietary bled of expertise and seasoning works as well as this transorbital ice pick
Holistic ballistics, you got a better idea? it's about the best we could come up with
What, you think ideas spread because they're good?
No, they spread because people like them
So here we are once again, holding, as it were, a mirror up to your mirror
I guess it's just something people do
A bloody knife to split your infrastructure
Wine to rev your motor function
Coital machinations of the dead
Well you mainline your animus
Karate chop your abacus
And learn to be an animal instead
But i never did think you better than this
Your modus operandi causes nazi skoptzyism and suicide
Why to thine own self be try when it is you who are the problem
Not the things you do but something sick inside
Lithium and dialectics
Boy you really is defective
Cbt don't seem effective for that cluster B, accept it
Offer up your innocence, please ignore the side effects
You've lost your mind and almost lost your life before
So you'll be fine
For what? for what?
For what it's worth,
If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now
For what? for what?
For what it's worth
There's no more looking back
And why would you want to look back
I mean it's no good looking back so try to look forward now
For what? for what?
For what it's worth
If they were gonna get you boy, they would have by now
For what? for what?
For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
You my friend, are a true comrade
THANK YOU
you're missing a line btw after the "fundamentals of conscious existence"
My hamilton phase was useful after all i can actually sing most of this song without mumbling thanks to my dedication to learning all the really fast raps in hamilton
ok i LOVE that art you did for this video its so cool!!
I wonder, can i go insane hearing to this song nonstop on loop everyday for a year?, that would be an interesting experiment!
this is the song you love so much but cant ever remember the lyrics until it gets to the chorus its like:
"mumbling to the beat" then excitedly going "FOR WHAT, FOR WHAT, FOR WHAT ITS WORTH" and so on
honestly, this just sounds like me rambling in therapy and i love it
God that monologue part lives rent free in my SOUL
I listened to this for the first time today at 2 AM and now im determined to memorize it. I already got one part down so.. yay!!
THIS SONG IS SO STIMMY MY BRAIN IS GOING BRRRBRBRBRBRBRBRB DIDNSOHSOSHSISS I CANT STOP STIMMING HELP /pos
ME AF RNN,
Will Wood and Lemon deamon are so stim
MEMORIZED THE WHOLE SONG LETS GOOOOO
it looks really nice and the pacing is great, thank you! 💕
where am i i’m glad you liked it!
Goes well with my restless legs syndrome
3:09 WHAT? HOW DO I MEMORISE THIS..?
Uh.. you don’t.
Spite and insomnia as well as manic tendencies :]
I think I realized why I like this genre of music it just unlocks deep memories of watching youruber outros this one gives me dlive vibes for some reason
Music to make evil paintings to
Music to collect evil books to
@@malaizze are you,, jurgen leitner from tma???
@@4manflawlessround426 I heard evil object and it was my first thought
Music to make evil music to
music to dance evil-esque to
Timestamps for every single verse thingy for bad memorizers
0:20
0:33
0:45
0:57 chorus
1:20
1:32
1:47
1:56 chorus
2:45 monologue (good luck with this ;-;)
3:42
3:59
4:18 chorus
Therapist: I hope you're feeling better
[Card declines]
Therapist:
I _love_ sections of ad libs in songs, this really takes it to another level
NGL the monologue sounds like when I'm trying to pay attention in class and can only understand individual pieces instead of the whole picture
i have come to the conclusion that you have great taste in music
This song just gave me an adrenaline shot
As a native English speaker I can proudly say that I know around half of those words :3
To the people who are trying to learn the monologue for whatever reason, check out the live in studio version of this song. The monologue is was clearer and it's spoken slower. I think it could help.
this is the final boss of memorizing the lyrics to fast songs that Nobody Normal would know
oh yes five minutes straight tongue twister, my favorite song
This is improving my ability to read fast, speak what I've read immediately, pronunciation, and how fast I can sing & speak
2:38
Yall know *EXACTLY* why this is here.
no we dont
@@practicemodebutton7559monologue.
I can honestly imagine the ER room and Will Wood being the "doctor" while talking to a young boy whose relationship with the criminal mafia guy on the examination is undetermined. Meanwhile, Will Wood is slowly starting to turn the ER room into an acid trip where he's slowly starting to magic trick off of the body, even having doubles playing the dead body like a piano and blowing off the tip of the head's own saxophone mouthpiece and warp the room to match what he is saying, from what he's observing, what he's been told, to what he is reading off of the doctor's notes.
During the monologue, he is personally addressing the kid through a chair while literally, PsychoAnalyzing interrogating the kid while chucking at him a ton of questions, pulling out a bunch of items, and writing down things incredibly quickly before ending up pulling out a mirror to his face which is now a mirror, before cheekily shrugging it off. Then comes the rest of the lyrics and the kid is now being treated like the previously mentioned dead body before the entire song ends with two Will Woods Neo Cortex falling (before, he just pointed up and down like Scout's default Baseball Taunt) and being pulled up by a rope like a creepy smiling doll being noosed across his neck before crashing into one Will Wood who poses for the camera with his arms outstretched, and a hop to be put on one foot with a smile across his face and the entire sequence animation ends.
Basically, very Looney Tunes tone with what is clearly a horrifying situation for anyone to watch or be subjected to. I would honestly imagine a lot of musicians like Will Wood to have a very Rod Serling role to their art, heck, I would love to be looked at as a Rod Serling figure in the rest of my work. Tally Hall and Bo Burnham come to mind as other Rod Serling figures to their music.
this is what my thoughts sound like when i have a migraine
0:01
ey tbh dance! "tisming out! Buzzly"
*Yippee!*
the therapist monologue makes me feel like i dont understand english again
God I love how fast this song is and I love the lyrics but I just wish I understood more of what the lyrics were saying
Listening to this song feels like having a stroke while binge watching Hannibal and I love it
How am I supposed to sing this quickly
Without looking back, I expect
Possible tip for keeping up with this:
|Could be circumstantial, as I have no way to test this|
Learn & keep up with 6up 5oh first, as both are fast paced with a lot going on but 6up 5oh isn't as lengthy.
Let me know if this helps 👍
[ I'm still tripping up on a phrase, as well as the monologue. This possibly circumstantial tip just helped me with keeping up with the rest. ]
Wow... very thankyou.
The music which was maked by him is very nice .
I'm japanese so i want to know what he say in the music.
Thank you very much for writing in English .😊
I thought this was a Nazi-themed song.🧐
I'm happy to be able to study English with my favorite song ! 😆
Haha, it does kind of sound Nazi themed
Just giving you a heads up that even people who's native language is English have trouble grasping what is trying to be said in the song since a lot of it almost seems like random words strung together at certain points.
@@sardonicus1739 Thanks for your good advice.☺️
The song is about the toxic mental health stigmas of the world :)
@@sardonicus1739 I'm pretty sure atp it's either about the mental health system or health system in a whole
I am determined to learn all the words, if I can learn all the words to crazy food by joe hawley then I can do this too
Edit: I did it!!
same goal mate
good luck pal
I can actually sing the fast parts in Crazy Food but this song takes it to a whole other level.
if i can sing the entirety of the mind electric including the reversed half i can do this
0:15 always sends a shiver down my fuckin spine
the way i didn't knew half of the words on this song existed
I really like the play on words with the stoma