[Paddy is on deck. Doing an epic
Queen solo. It's being videoed because a weird idea of showmanship has just taken him.
It starts with him just leaning against the railing, holding a cigarette and looking into the distance as he starts, softly, like he's singing to himself,]
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Dramatic solo under here. )
Watching some good friends screaming, "Let me out"
Pray tomorrow, gets me higher
Pressure on people, people on streets
Chippin' around, kick my brains around the floor
These are the days it never rains but it pours
People on streets, people on streets
It's the terror of knowing what this world is about
Watching some good friends screaming, "Let me out"
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... you know, Parker, I hate this flood more by the minute.
Drink?
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Closing time, one last call for alcohol
So finish your whiskey or beer
Closing time, you don't have to go home
But you can't stay here...
Fuck. Yes. Drink.
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I'll come up there?
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If we start singing, I may just gag myself. This sucks.
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cause life is a drag
loooo doooo doo doo
this song is stupid and I am too!.
I fucking hate this flood.
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It is a fucking bastard, this flood.
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