Woo,
Woo, Woo.


Give me one more,
Give me one more,
Give me one,

Give me one more,
Give me one more,
Give me one,

Give me one more,
Give me one more,
Give me one.


Aah, She got that,
Give me that,
Aah, Give me that,
Aah, Bang bang, She got that.


Give me that,
Work, Woo, Woo, Woo.


Give me one more,
Give me one more,
Give me one,
Give me one more,
Give me one more,
Give me one,
Give me one more,
Give me one more,
Give me one.


Aah, She got that,
Give me that,
Aah, Give me that, Aah, Bang bang,
She got that.

Give me that, Work.

THE LYRICIST’S LAMENT

Music by Sebastijan Duh
Lyrics by John Greaves

I was asked to write a song
I said “Easy,” it’s “easy peasy”
Just find a word at the end of the line
Then you gotta make it rhyme
With love and stars above
It won’t take you very long

But I found out that I was wrong
Wasn’t thinking, had I been drinking?
Words don’t fall like rain from the sky
But a lot of little jewels
Like tiny molecules
Could grow up to be a song

Try to sing it using verbal dexterity
You can wing it schmoozing perfect sincerity
You could be climbing a stairway to heaven
Once you’re up it you’ll be stuck like a puppet on a string

So we’re coming to the end the conclusion
No illusion,
This little story’s hit the end of the road
And it’s just a bunch of sounds
To please the ear
So nice to hear
And you got another job
Done and dusted