You just listen to the ol' Gobbledygook Express and take his advice on a dark and stormy night alright, when some wild eyed four foot tall BlueStorm grabs your neck and taps the back of your favorite head up against a bar room wall and he looks you crooked in the eye and he asks if you've paid your dues. Well you just stare that lil' sucker right back in the eye and remember what ol’ m0r1arty always says at a time like that. ‘Isn't it ironic, m0r1arty?’ ‘Yes sir, like a black fly in your chardonnay.’
You just listen to the ol' Gobbledygook Express and take his advice on a dark and stormy night alright, when some wild eyed four foot tall BlueStorm grabs your neck and taps the back of your favorite head up against a bar room wall and he looks you crooked in the eye and he asks if you've paid your dues. Well you just stare that lil' sucker right back in the eye and remember what ol’ m0r1arty always says at a time like that. ‘Isn't it ironic, m0r1arty?’ ‘Yes sir, like a black fly in your chardonnay.’