*Song number twelve is a deep cut*

Grabby, grabby, power grab for everyone’s money, but it feels so nice
As we prepare the slab for the Easter bunny, we comb his fur for lice
Time travels distances we’ll never know
In an outstanding universe, it puts on quite a show
And can you bottle up your rage to a point where everyone gets a sip
And if you can get me and my mates backstage, hey, it would be a trip
I’ve seen such amazing things with these eyes
We’re getting closer to the time where everybody dies

Lovers surround me with flesh
Let me take a shot inside your mesh
Feeding like a bird with multiple beaks
We could be the next Wikileaks
Cause nothing has happened to me yet
And if there was a God she’d free Tibet
I’m begging you to give me just a couple more weeks
I could make a sound where everyone freaks
We could be the next Wikileaks
We could be the next Wikileaks
Yes sir!

I was a Darth Vader fan with no one to thank
So I guess I’ll just thank you
Do us all a favour man and walk the plank
It’s the best thing you can do
Love is just a conduit for mind games
Just stare into my eyes, I’ll change all your fucking names

Lovers surround me in flesh
Let me take a shot inside your mesh
Feeding like a bird with multiple beaks
We could be the next Wikileaks
Cause nothing has happened to me yet
And if there was a God she’d free Tibet
I’m begging you to give me just a couple more weeks
I could make a sound where everyone freaks
We could be the next Wikileaks
We could be the next Wikileaks…
Hey!

*Thank you very much. Over the years Mel’s always been there. Yeah, song number thirteen tonight, key of G, the people’s key.*