Browsing the shops. Lookin for somethin to eat. Wife wants chops, kid wants beef. Better hop to it ‘fore he cheeks or freaks. Pop some sweet slop. Unleash the beast.
Heard there’s this thing on. Some folkie shiz, down in the bush where the music is. Might check it out or the kid will whinge. Shout a ‘kraut sauso or a ring for bling.
What can I say on a lazy day? Gettin paid for my guitar, get to play all day. Stay near my dear, gotta rage, gotta vent, when there’s chitter at the back of the tent.
Don’t follow in my footsteps kid, they’re far too big. Just try to hit the beat when they start the jig. You can stand on my toes if you lose the flow. Together, kept. Forever in step.
The balkan boogie. Monsters below.
I love you kid I just want you to know.
What have you been working on?


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