Los Amigos
Los Amigos - Intro songtekst
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Snook: Welcome to the intro for this Los Amigos.. cd Vingoe: Don't you mean album? S: Shhh.. no one expects it to be an album V: NOBODY WILL BUY ANOTHER ALBUM! do-yuuuu S: For the benefit of the Radio Audience..ignore what you just heard. S: Welcome to the intro for this Los Amigos album. V: Brought to you by the pointless company S: The same people who brought you the inflatable anchor, V: The solar powered teacake S: And..politics S: Right. I think. Before we brainstorm V: AHHH! STORM! BRAIN! AHHHH!! S: MUST THIS HAPPEN EVERY TIME?!? V: Sorry I get carried away. I take things too literally sometimes S: Anyway. I think we should first discuss our legions of fans. V: How many are there? S: I'm not good at estimating, but I'd have to say about 6 billion! V: So all of 2 people then? S: Yes..we used to have fans. We priced Chris out of the market. Ben lost all his money on gambling debts. And Rachel was a our groupie, but then she heard us sing. V: Oh..shame really. S: Maybe we should offer lubricant with our albums to boost sales. V: Bah. There's no time for lubricant. S: THERE'S ALWAYS TIME FOR LUBRICANT!!! S: Anyway..Back to the brain..map V: AHHH MAPS!! S: Sorry sorry! I forgot your chronic fear of maps. You can be really stupid with some of your fears sometimes. V: Excuse me! Envelopes! S: AHHHH! V: Calm down. Calm down. We'll just have to do the spider diagram. S: Yeh. Good idea. Who could be scared of spiders? pfft V: I also have a fear of axe-wielding maniacs. S: Oh the irrational fears people have. V: Ok. So what ideas do we got for the album? S: I was thinking something along the lines of 'Songs about pain' or something jolly like that. V: How about songs about..wayne? S: Songs about spain? ...nah V: Songs about brains? ...nah S: Songs about rain? ...nah V: That's it! Songs about trains! S: That's it! Unemployment! V: No. No. That's not what I, I S: Well done Rob. You get 50% of the profits! V: Oooo. What's 50% of zero? S: I'll look it up someday. V: Unemployment it is then...dumbass