Oh, I gave up. Out of the years at times people have written me, well, they're still robbing me there, asking me for that my name. You know I did, you want to break that by thinking, yeah? You know. And people ask me that my name is a chair. Now that can't be a ring I miss and I'm going to get my doctor records into TV. What's your real, what's your proper name? Orc Christian Chek, C-H-A-D, W-I-C-K, Chekwick. Usually, I'm a young bloke, I used to get a little damn poor chewers. One night I got caught up and came from the door. The old man in the very shop came night, he cut off the wig and asked, yes, chair. So now, if anyone's locked in my name there, I'm a small chair. Big C, I did, big C, I-C-I-D. Morgan, begin, begin, begin. Oh, I shook up the damn. So, why is there a brown, that the boss of a little bit would call? King William, Muhannet. Oh, I hear a nag and tell a glass she drove me up the board. I didn't call. I didn't call. I didn't call. I didn't call my dad. Oh, I'm in too bad a cell. Oh, I don't know what to do. I can't help it out. I'm going to have to run and learn to speak big swell. Or your child got me down and let me like a lamb. I'm going to see you to get ahead and old. Tomorrow, I'm going to get through. More than last year. Until I've laughed and got me up the board. Oh, no, I don't know what to do. I'm not here. Oh, I didn't call my dad a cell. I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do. I don't know what to do. I'm going to have to run and learn to speak big swell. Or your head's shook up the damn. Each one I've run a crown. Or they might be yellow balls. Francis is older, long. A baby yellow strong. Until I drive beyond the wall. Well, I know I've been on out there. Or I may need a better cell. I don't know what to do. I'm going to have to run and learn to speak big swell. For the dogs you're not in the game. My son's on the ground. My first to speak would never mind a soul. I went away all night. I looked at the fire in the sight. He galloped and sawed running out the wall. The soul was so nice in an aliased soul. Or learned in my little padded cell. I don't know what to do now. Get your head up and get your head up and get your head up.