I'm Caffee Burke and I'm here to tell you about my brand new podcast where there's a

wheel, there's a wake. Join me weekly as I have a knatter to some of my favourite people

about their fantasy funeral, including comedian and direct ups, do you at least? You're asking

me are there people I would like to see me die?

Yes! From something else and Sony Music Entertainment, listen and follow on Apple Podcasts, Spotify,

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Don't care that you look like R2D2's take. Just wanna pull my vape juice in. Stop blowing

clouds again.

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick.

Creppin' juice, flightless off the rack, mine a trigger box. My fault is he has been

hacked. You can't escape the steam that we've been. Trains off the tracks, who became

the world's plate, ethereal cumulon, and this. Can't comprehend the clouds that's in us. You flow,

we fly, we puff, puff, puff until we die, die, die. I'm just a clown. In the clouds,

all thunder and lightning, rain never touch your ground.

Why'd you say, oh, when it fools Russian, why'd you say so down? Oh, you forget your

vaping. Leave the club to go to the gas station. You gotta go back again.

Got my vape box ready to rip. I'm gonna ride it like a skateboard, take a little trip,

blame boom, puff, spray it to the moon. Can't see the sky. It's all spelling dunes what

we did and we're back again. Say place we started, only got one question and that's

who farted. It wasn't me. I don't blow that kind

of cloud. Who farted? We reached the gas station. You're gonna have to get out. Who farted?

It wasn't me. See you later. Have a great night.

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