Sister Madly is waking up the dead. Sister Magic may slap it on my head

Euhm, I need a much sharper bass sound in the cans

I need a lover that won’t drive me crazy

What about, you should have a song on your album, called This is my Lady. You know like introduction. Oh I like you to meet My Lady
And I say about, I like you to meet my Lady

Yeah, it’s my Lady. You, I like you to meet my Lady. Lady yeah, ooh. Yeah, I like too…. Okay

Can I get a little bit more of my bug on my headphone?

And me. Sorry Mitchell

One, two, one, one… One, thank you. Thank you once. Chad…

I think Chad, doing thinking. It don’t hold nothing. I hold no hope. I hold no pleasantness for me to froom. He’s a groomster. He’s the groomster. He’s thе jew from out of town. He’s a lonely guy. Hе’s the one guy who’ll is just the blackest person, blackest, blacker person than you could ever possibly seen. If you had a black story, his would be blacker. I don’t have any time for ya. It’s nonsense

Sister Madly is waking up the dead. Sister Magic is strapping op my head

Now you’re heading down to find something. Something that you buried in your backyard. Says she is coming through, old dirt that your digging up. From all the dirt that you’re digging up. From all the dirt that you’re digging up

Now she’s a part oh that’s old. I don’t know what to say anymore. There she is, coming through. Oh baby, you’re just a whore. Oh baby, you’re just a whore. Oh baby, you’re just a...

Sister Madly is waking up the dead. Sister magically steppin’ on my head. Sister Madly a waking up the dead. Sister magically steppin’ on my head
Well it’s… You don’t have to sing it

It’s really hard if it gets too fast

Okay Neil, okay Neil. I love you Neil