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 for now, la. 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 hear's a 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

yes how we do are we good

we promised it's here

and also it's on sweet sweet Wi-Fi

how amazing it is on well well it is on sweet-sweet-sweet Wi-Fi. Unfortunately, my microphone's not working. I'm in a hotel. I'm in Glasgow doing the weakest link. Mate, can I just say, by the way, your room looks delicious that you're in. Very, like, cool, open wall space. Do you know what? I feel like I'm sitting in like an in-sail, Matt. Like, you look cool. Well, I've not as cool, just by the way, Mercy, your new, the dressing room that you've wangled yourself from the weakest think. That is a sweet sweet. That's not my, listen, that's not my dressing room. Okay.

By the way, you've got this little habit of throwing shade whenever I've posted something on Instagram.

Not always. Sometimes I say something really sweet. Look, you big dick to it. You were like, look at this fucking sweet crib.

No, that's not what I said. That's not what I said that's not what I said

I turned up to a meeting for weakest link and nobody else was there so I took a photo and I put

it up there and then you've like gone oh someone else was to be there to take the photo right

or did you get no who took the photo top I did a little time my Oh my god. You just did a smile

like a puppy

who used to shut himself

for the first time

he's done a poo

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