Release

Finished the vocals for the new single today in one take despite the smell in the vocal booth. Took a dead badger into the booth for inspiration and to better visualise suffering and decay. Didn't really work, just seemed funny. Record company are happy with progress so far but have asked to tone down the genocide references. Told them we might lose the Austrian market if that happens and they relented. They know which side of their bread is buttered. An which side has been covered in rat poison in order to kill the pigeons.

Didn't really see the point in coming up with original lyrics when others have written lyrics that can be ripped off. Think it's called the Burroughs-Gallagher method. Kindly reproduced here without the authors consent or knowlege:

Woo-hah! Woo-hah!
Goodbye England's Rose, will you ever
Let me go-oh-oh-oh,
No! No! No! No! No! No! No!
Still they got me like Jesus,
By Christ, you should've seen us
Woo-hah! Woo-hah!

I got you all in check,
Who shot me?! Well, you punks didn't finish the job!
Is it any wonder that I feel uptight?
Ah, might as well Jump
Best go shoot the fucking doves
Oooh, I wanna dance with somebody

Slip inside the eye of your mind,
Don't you know you might find,
Which motherfucker stole my blow!
Eenie-meenie-miney-mo!!!
You thought I didn't see you now, didn't ya!
But I got ya!
Woo-hah! Woo-hah!

Can't decide what the next single should be. Toss-up at the moment between an ode to a body-popping dwarf that was composed on piano or a cover of Wannabe. Answers on a postcard. In an envelope. With white powder but no anthrax, please. I'm tired of all that rubbish now and it wasn't funny last time.