[Spoken]
Alright, I'm gonna do a song that goes for bloody ages
So uh, if you know the lyrics, I want yous to sing along
I'm also doing this performance at uh, six in the morning, by the way
Which is uh, probably why my voice sounds a little bit shotty
And also uh, if I get uh dragged away from the microphone, it's because the police arrest me for uh, noise complaints
Hopefully, that doesn't happen
Alright, this song's called, "American Pie," by Don McLean
[Verse 1]
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music
Used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
Well, I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
[Chorus]
So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"
Alright, I'm gonna do a song that goes for bloody ages
So uh, if you know the lyrics, I want yous to sing along
I'm also doing this performance at uh, six in the morning, by the way
Which is uh, probably why my voice sounds a little bit shotty
And also uh, if I get uh dragged away from the microphone, it's because the police arrest me for uh, noise complaints
Hopefully, that doesn't happen
Alright, this song's called, "American Pie," by Don McLean
[Verse 1]
A long, long time ago
I can still remember how that music
Used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
Well, I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
[Chorus]
So, bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee, but the levee was dry
And them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin', "This'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die"
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