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 its head spinning.

Just kidding.

Every word in his song's about two grown men dressed up as a bird and a dog.

Welcome to the world for now.

Bonus episode.

Bonus.

Yeah, thank you so much for joining us.

Apologies once again for the hour-long turd that we delivered in the last episode.

I'm hoping this is going to be.

I can't guarantee.

JT's sort of feedback of it was, yeah, it's like a teacher telling a kid that they sort of double in their exams,

but they were found they were destined to a life of unemployment.

On the WhatsApp, I very thirstly said, is it too boring to put out?

And J.T. said, no, you got some good chat in there.

And he goes, but as you acknowledge, not the best episode.

I mean, he's never, he has never said something like that before.

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