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Alive without breath
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: On A Cold Wind To Valhalla
Posts: 5,912
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*Reluctantly, Hookbill is cast onto the stage by a roadie. He stands up and clears his throat. He ducks just in time as a glass bottle flies over his head and smashes on the wall behind him*
Hello... Yes... Its me again... *some grumbling from the audience*. I'm going to sing a little song that you may well know. Its a song by the Great Dwarf minstrel "Pínk Flóyd" and it's called "Money"... Thank you. *Another glass bottle fly's past Hookbill's head*. **** Money! Get away. Get a good axe with good grip and you're okay. Money, it's a gas. Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash. New helm, caviar, four star daydream, Think I'll buy me a Mining team. Money, get back. I'm all right Jáck keep your hands off of my stack. Money, it's a hit. Don't give me that do goody good elf pit. ![]() I'm in the high-fidelity first class travelling set And I think I need a Hobbit. Money, it's a crime. Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie. Money, so they say Is the root of all evil today. (Whispers: Apart from Melko) But if you ask for a raise its no surprise that they're Giving none away. Away... Away!!! *** *"Wish you'd go away!" shouts someone from the crowd before a breeze block hits Hookbill in the face... He is then dragged off*
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