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 his head spinning

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

dressed up as a bird and a dog

hello and welcome once again to the wolf and out

and I'm astounded to tell you it's 7 a.m. on a Sunday morning

I thought I was going to be able to top Tom in terms of being awake at this time because I didn't get until 2.30, more of that. Whoa, you're at 2.30? 2.30 in the morning, yeah. But you've already kind of plunged. Party run? Well, I'll tell you what happened. So, but NARZ

was playing at the Royal Albert

Hall doing like the 30 year anniversary

of ill man. Catch it, T.

I'm below you on the screen. I just called that

name drop, baby.

I'm below you on the screen.

I'm below you on my one. I think it's always

the person who, I'm trying to think you're always at the bottom of

your own screen.

Yeah.

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