| FZ:
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| Ok, now the entertaining part of this section. |
| While the well disciplined Ian
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| Underwood plays selected fragments from Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart’s piano sonata
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| in b-flat and we make electric noises, some members of our rocking teen combo
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| will hop around on stage
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| In a grotesque parody of the art of ballet dancing, which some of you may find
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| amusing
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| Bravo
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| Oh you have to carry him.
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| …you carry him!
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| Come on, I told everybody
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| Bok, bok, bickehh!
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| Bok, bickehh!
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| Bok, bok, bickehh!
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| (Boy, do I hate chickens!)
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| Bok, bok, bickehh!
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| Bok, bok, snork, snork, snork
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| The biological masterpiece
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| During this part of our extremely zany ballet, Don Preston, disguised as a mad
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| scientist, will convert the unwilling Motorhead Sherwood into a walking zombie
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| Bok, bok, (heh), bock! |