[intro sample on You're In A Bad Way version:]
Where is your respirator?
Nicked.
Hm?
Captain - kiss tell.
WHAT?
[The song is an instrumental]
[outro sample on You're In A Bad Way version:]
Each year at this time, five-and-twenty past two, I'm
peculiarly partial to a drop of traditional spong-bake.
Purchase or hire thirty-eight ripe spongs. Wheel them home,
and shoot them. Then simply bake them, and eat them once.
The end.
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