I woke up this morning with a particular song in my head, and some new reading on my kindle. A little while later I discovered that they had snuck out of my head in an ungodly hybrid:
(Arabian Nights) “Let us repair forthwith to my domicile, O maiden,” he enjoined me, turning his countenance to me with a warmth like that of the sun as it rises in the East, “thou need not, for a time, show any sign of worldly affection nor yet make me any token of love. Only, I charge thee: Attend! Attend! Attend: I am of the Djinn.”
(H.P. Lovecraft) “I compel you to follow me to yon lofty halls of my ancestral estate,” he intoned, lips stretched in a rictus, horrible to behold, “for the moment I shall permit you to delay your inevitable amorous fate with the fevered dreams of absinth. But endeavor to perceive, endeavor to perceive, endeavor to perceive: I am an eldritch horror from beyond.”
(office speak) “At this juncture it is advisable that those present should return to their point of origin with all due diligence,” he instructed, “a merger will not take place at this time but is not an exclusionable possibility for the future; take it on advisement that preliminary preparations will commence therefrom. However,make your best attempt to interface, make your best attempt to interface, make your best attempt (cubed) to interface: I am a sysadmin.”
<sigh> Okay, the actual song verse goes like this:
"Come on home girl," he said with a smile.
"You don’t have to love me yet, let’s get high awhile.
But try to understand, try to understand,
try try try to understand: I’m a magic man."
Now then.
(thug) “Bitch, get over here!” he hollered, showing me his grill. “Ain’t no thing, let’s throw down some D. But I got to tell you what time it is: I got some serious juice.”
Drunk? It’s OK if you are. When I posted this thread today, I was so loaded I could hardly stand.
Magic Man is a great song. Has a great synth solo.
Not drunk, Argent. Just weird. 
I dunno, it’s a minor doper tradition: take a piece of modern writing, re-state it in various classic or well-known writers’ voices. Like the time everyone did “The Hobbit.”
If you listen closely to the intro of the song, the guitar part, the first note or chord is played normally, while the rest of the guitar part is backwards. I thought it was interesting. . . I remember digitizing it, then reversing it, using my Amiga computer (Yay cool new technology!) The guitar part wasn’t as cool as when it was backwards.