Richard (of RBB): Finally. I've been ringing for hours. Have you had the phone off the hook?
The Curmudgeon: Yes, It's bloody Sunday.
Richard (of RBB): Bloody Sunday? Isn't that..
The Curmudgeon: Look. What do you want?
Richard (of RBB): I have been up all night. Too wired to sleep. I need you to post this. Now
The Curmudgeon: OK OK.
FUGUE YOU
Second’s got no common sense
Second has no sense
Seconds got no common sense
He aint got no sense
Second believes in Jesus Christ
He believes he’s seen the way
Second believes God will come again
He doesn’t agree that Gods gay
etc. repeated in three voices.
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The lyrics remind me of an Ivor Cutler song that I heard years ago.
It went something like this.
I've got no common sense
And neither has anyone essel
I take my brains out and poke them about with a fork
Because I've got no common sense
And neither has anyone essel
"Second’s got no common sense
Second has no sense
Seconds got no common sense
He aint got no sense
Second believes in Jesus Christ
He believes he’s seen the way
Second believes God will come again
He doesn’t agree that Gods gay"
Peter's got no sense
He really is quite common.
Peter has no sense
He doesn't observe lents.
Peter believes in God knows what
Though he's heard of fay,
Peter looks and looks and looks
And thinks that God is gay.
SECOND (to the tune of Davy Crocket)
Second is a born-again from Petonee
He discovered God when he was twenty-three
Decided to tell everyone how to be
Even though they all thought differently
(chorus)i
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Second has brothers one, two, three (and four)
They pray with him infrequently
They worry he'll expose them though (defamatorally)
Cos he specialises in photography
(chorus)
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