Here's an idea for vocals, tell me what you think
Gary and Sean are so crazy. They need to swap ideas via music. And they are NOT terrorists.
Lyrics
Mistake Sally had a cell division
Mismatched silly of her own volition
Recorded elegantly on a board full of pins in a hall
Then a call...
Oh, Miss Sally shall we give partition
To new armies against our militia
Piecemeal dealers are roving after the fall...
…And then a call
Maybe butter churns gold
When out in the cold
Somebody has something
To answer for
Or nothing at all
Bake cakes briskly at the new bat-mitzvah
Bat cans tanking against nozh and britvah
Another larger panel has the purview to answer the call
After too long…
Miss Sally shall we missile pistons
In a war of silence seeming no one listens
Beat my feelings into pieces with your gong…
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