quickie.

Lyrics:
Here we go with the show inside a venue
And right now here I go praying with my peers
Time to sing this, double clefs. "What is wrong with you?"
It's cold outside so we will just rehearse in here.

The group go down
and we part in halves right now
don't know much of my part
and the show starts

I can't hold it any longer
Should chose to play congas
I'm not a good singer
Tripping through the measures
I don't wanna sing now
I don't wanna try
Stuck on the stage and sing till it's through

Can't sing this part right here
Last night binging on beers
Can't hear through my left ear
Can't sing this part right here

Yesterday, seven takes on my medicine
Canceled out by the flaws of my whole being
Puking out my chow 'fore I oversleep
How can I? My stomach acid's burning me.

I know I'll sing through this whole song
And carry on till my voice's gone
St. Mary flashed before my eyes
Can't believe Sunday passed me by

But I gotta do it
The Sound of Music
I dada doo it
Can't sing this part
I'm kinda suited
Piñata do it
Banana smoothie