Outtro Lyrics

Snook: 3. 2. 1. Go
Vingoe: Eh?
Snook: Go!
Vingoe: Eh?
Snook: Just Go!
Vingoe: oh
Snook: Yes Go.

Hey Jude.
Don't be so sad.
Take a sad song
And let Los Amigos ruin it.
Remember, to always patent your songs.
Then Los Amigos
Can never ruin, ruin, ruin, ruin
It for the forseeable future anyway.

And now the end is near
And so I face, the final curtain.
My friend, has diarrhoea.
There'll be a mess, of which I'm certain.
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I've drove on each and every motorway
But still, much more than this
I did it
His way
Vingoe: Who's way?
Snook: His way.
Vingoe: Oh. HIS way.

Snook: Yergwaza. What do you think of the album anyway?
Vingoe: I think we need to charge more carrrsshhh.
Snook: No. The music fool! It's all about the music!
Vingoe: Ah. It all seems to be a blur to me.
Snook: Can you say that into the microphone please?
Vingoe: Microphone?
Snook: The magic stick thingy of ample recording space.
Vingoe: Oh. Indeed. Well it's better without Tom. Anyway the music..

Vingoe: It's all a blur. It's ALL A BLUR!
But it's impossible to fill this space
Impossible to take your place
Impossible to watch you fade away...