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<center><b>To Scheme the Improbable Scheme</b>
(parody of To Dream the Impossible Dream)
From the "Mouse of LaMancha" episode of <i>Pinky and the Brain</i>

:Brain:
It's not important whether he succeeded or not. What's important is...

<i>To scheme the improbable scheme
To plan the unthinkable plan
To build when your arms are too tiny
To walk in the suit of a man.

This is my fate
To <b>conquer the earth</b>
To play with the big boys
Though I lack the girth
To reach for the stars
On a whim or a dare
I could climb to the top
If I only could reach the first stair.

And the world doesn't know what they'll miss
If a mouse doesn't follow his dream
To scrawl with his last bit of graphite
To scheme... the improbable scheme!</i> </center>

<img src="http://members.aol.com/darkmoonchild23/images/the_brain_smiling.gif" height=150 width=150>
:heh: :heh:

A big black man who identifies with a small white mouse.

:heh: :heh:
WAIT A MINUTE!!!

"THE BRAIN" IS BLACK??????


HOLY SHIT WHAT A REVELATION!!! :eureka:

(does Dad know about this?)<- Movie referance


:backflip::bouncy::backflip::bouncy::backflip:
Confusedpin::oConfusedpin::oConfusedpin:
<center><b>I Want To Conquer The World </b>
<i>Bad Religion</i>

hey brother christian with your high and mighty errand
your actions speak so loud I can't hear a word you're saying
hey sister bleeding heart with all of your compassion
your labors soothe the hurt but can't assuage temptation

hey man of science with your perfect rules of measure
can you improve this place with the data that you gather
hey mother mercy can your loins bear fruit forever?
is your fecundity a trammel or a treasure?

I want to conquer the world
give all the idiots a brand new religion
put an end to poverty, uncleanliness and toil
promote equality in all of my decisions
with a quick wink of the eye and a "god you must be joking!"

hey mister diplomat with your worldly aspirations
did you see your children cry when you left them at the station?
hey moral soldier you've got righteous proclamation
and precious tomes to fuel your pulpy conflagrations

I want to conquer the world
expose the culprits and feed them to the children
I'll do away with air pollution
and then I'll save the whales
we'll have peace on earth
and global communion </center>