Gol

dangit,

that

blasted

Aphex

Twin

character

beat

me

to

the

use

of

that
Gene

Wilder

/

Willy

Wonka

sample

by

up

to

15

years!


Well,

well...

I'll
just

have

to

beat

him...

with

a

length

of

stout

dowel!
It

originates

from

Arthur

O'Shaughnessy's

Ode:
We

are

the

music-makers,
And

we

are

the

dreamers

of

dreams,
Wandering

by

long

sea-breakers,
And

sitting

by

desolate

streams.
World-losers

and

world-forsakers,
Upon

whom

the

pale

moon

gleams;
Yet

we

are

the

movers

and

shakers,
Of

the

world

forever,

it

seems.
With

wonderful

deathless

ditties
We

build

up

the

world's

great

cities,
And

out

of

a

fabulous

story
We

fashion

an

empire's

glory:
One

man

with

a

dream,

at

pleasure,
Shall

go

forth

and

conquer

a

crown;
And

three

with

a

new

song's

measure
Can

trample

an

empire

down.
We,

in

the

ages

lying
in

the

buried

past

of

the

earth,
Built

Nineveh

with

our

sighing,
And

Babel

itself

with

our

mirth;
And

o'erthrew

them

with

prophesying
To

the

old

of

the

new

world's

worth;
For

each

age

is

a

dream

that

is

dying,
Or

one

that

is

coming

to

birth.