Yo, what do you want, beak or jaws, feathers or fur, sharp teeth or feet with claws,

whatever's preferred, they'll grant you all last request to steady your nerves, then podcast

the body parts get severed and served. Bring your weak shit, where the wall finale, that ain't just

a mistake, that's an awful howler. Both of them are known to pull up at your shows.

Have the crowd witnessing a murder like they rolled in with a gang of crows. Fuck their censorship. Let them see the whole thing. They stay dressed to kill. Never sheep's clothing. Dark enough to turn the sun to the moon. You'll see nothing. All your hears are huffer puff and a expect killings red spilling and flesh ripping

impressive in it

The death bringing his head spinning

Just kidding every word in his song's about two grown men

dressed up as a bird and a dog

Okay

Welcome to the wolf and owl

Yo, yo one one soars down

And one runs fast.

A wolf, a owl.

They're going to have a laugh.

Don't ever, ever do that again.

Why?

Why?

Well, I quite like that vibe.

That's the sort of thing that I get asked to do on panel shows a lot.

What, right? I'll do so. Yeah, they'll go, um, so we're thinking you could just maybe do a rap about your experiences on the show. Um, you could either pre-write it or like have a think on the time. And then you, and then what happens is in the past, because I got nervous and I didn't want to be a difficult guest. I would say, yeah, okay.

Oh, no, you didn't, yeah?

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