ka-POW! y'know what that is?
that's a mutha-lickin' banjo.
and to think that y'all thought i was
an irritating last-nerve grater before.
finger picking poop-boat-floating, no-talent,
pluckity-plinkity rattletrap crappiness.
good news, yeah?
the big boxy brown truck brought me my treats yesterday,
and made my snowy day a little bit sunnier.
guess who can't play a lick of banjo music?
yeah! it IS me.
guess who isn't letting that stop 'im?
double yeah! me AGAIN.
i'm ringin' in a new era...
...of noise.
even louder, even harder.
there's only 5 strings,
but i'm still taking it to eleven.
get that trumpet ready, duder;
never quiet, never soft.....
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