 Places in two for MSQ mates. Close at please. Two of them should be in chopper. And these be black black dogs. Two should be in the same style. So we go dark dark. And she has dementia. Prison. They like wrong laws. Places for MSQ mates. Stand back the live telecast. Transmission in five, four, three. Functions are particular. As someday it may happen that escape code must be found. I've got a little list. I've got a little list of society offenders who might well be underground. Who never would be missed. Who never would be missed. There's the nosy shit to listen in on everything we say. But we've discovered singing keeps the punishment at bay. The telecast producers who can really spin a tale. Who know that this is nothing more than an oriental jail. And when it's time for broadcast. Look they're happy. They insist. They none of them be missed. They none of them be missed. He's got them on the list. He's got them on the list. There's the center for disease control. Who sounded the alarm. Epidemiologists. I've got them on the list. And the cheap and chippy chippers. Who install these in our arms. Nanotechnologists. I've got them on the list. And the big eight who denounces with enthusiastic tone. Every race. But he is in all religions. But his own. And the poobah of the poor team. The boss man of the cage. Who takes the shine of greedy girls. Who are less than half his age. And the lovers of chinoise. The asian fetishists. I don't think they'd be missed. I'm sure they'd not be missed. He's got them on the list. He's got them on the list. And none of them be missed. Then the folks at home who watch us. Like this is some kind of zoo. Amateur ethnologists. I've got them on the list. No doubt it's their complicity. That keeps us in here too. They don't think we'd be missed. They don't think we'd be missed. They're all okay with bloodshed. Cause our blood's a different kind. They call us fucking carriers of legend. Also. You know who. A filling in the glass. I'd rather leave to you. But it doesn't really matter who I put upon the list. For they none of them be missed. They none of them. Go. Be with your mother. Leave her alone. I... have none left to leave. Be with your mother? Be with your mother and I will always be with Mother. We're in love with her, here. We're good now. Right. If what I say is true, it's them to marry you. Here's a pretty state of things. Here's a pretty howdy-doo. Here's a pretty state of things. The pretty state of things. Here's a howdy-doo. Places in two for TLM. Clear the set, please. You sit on the song of silence. In a pestilential prison with a land long locked. We await the cessation of a short, dark shock. From my team and to be chopper on a vague black lock. You sit on the song of silence. On a dark, long stock. In a pestilential prison, pestilential life is long locked. We await the cessation of a short, dark shock. From my team and to be chopper on a vague black lock. You sit on the song of silence. In a pestilential prison with a life long lock. Places for TLM. Stand by for live telecast transmission. In five, four, three, two, one. We shall never forget the tree, the tree. On its neck with a smile well-bred and vowed three times to obey. And oh, I vowed this deathly vow was a touching sight to see. Though truckless yet it couldn't forget the temper it's you to me. Exactly, exactly, exactly, exactly, exactly. It's been drawn to very sunshine. So we merrily dance and we sing drama. We welcome the hope that they bring drama Of the summer of roses and wine. Of the summer of roses and wine. That's what we mean when we say that I'm king. From the flowers that bloom in the spring. Tra-la-la-la, tra-la-la-la, The flowers that bloom in the spring. Tra-la-la-la, tra-la-la-la, Tra-la-la-la. This is in two for wedding day. Clear the set, please. Cue Mate 408, 7 for Cue Mate 6981. Places for wedding day. Stand by for live telecast transmission in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Back from here. Stand by for live telecast transmission in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Back from here.