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 the... Expect killings, red spilling and flesh ripping

impressive in it

The death bringing its head spinning

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

dressed up as a bird and a dog

Welcome

Wow

What do I say what?

Hold on let me try again

Because this is actually a special occasion, isn't it?

This is really, this feels really like bells and whistles kind of the vibes.

Yeah, we're face to face on The Wool for now.

In the Spotify studio.

It feels very serious all of a sudden.

I tell you why it's serious, Tom, because we're supposed to start 40 minutes ago.

You're right, okay.

So, full disclosure, I was here at 10 to 12 because we did start at 12.

J.T. was here at 5 to 12.

And then I text you just before JT arrived saying, how far away are you?

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