Twenty-seventh [video]
[Loud music can be heard being played in a nicely decorated but rather spartan, living room, a pumping bass-line and someone rapping over it. As the song gets going, a shirtless Mordred can be seen dancing into the frame swinging a bottle of Obsello Absinthe in one hand while gesturing as if he were spinning a turntable with the other. A cigarette is dangling from the corner of his mouth as he mumble-sings along with the song, seemingly oblivious to the fact that all this white-boy groove is in full effect being recorded.]
Shake ya ass, but watch ya self, shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with...
[This continues for the length of the song, which he performs with the type of gusto reserved only for the shower or drunken lullabies, when abruptly he goes to take a swig from the bottle, shaking it into his mouth before swearing loudly and throwing it at his computer ending the transmission.]
Shake ya ass, but watch ya self, shake ya ass, show me what you workin' with...
[This continues for the length of the song, which he performs with the type of gusto reserved only for the shower or drunken lullabies, when abruptly he goes to take a swig from the bottle, shaking it into his mouth before swearing loudly and throwing it at his computer ending the transmission.]