THIS WEKE: DON'T KALL IT A KOMEBACK ok you can if you like
good evening the xitement is PALAPABEL tonite hear at the fameous FOURUM konsert venu in londons glitering K*NTISH TOWN it is qite amazing gosh look the qeueueue strech all the way to the independant HOT DOGG stand nere the door poo eurgh koff gosh it smel like
AMEYS BEHIVE on a hot DAY i.e. stickey and full of PRESERFATIVS and strange ANIMAL PARTS.
as the FRENZEYD ATMOASFERE mount outside all the lokal TRAMPS are standeing to ATENSION they SWAY a bit sa oo oo ar i am peat DOEHERTY plese giv me a tener fathfull fans pehaps i will MARY you it is a POOR SHOW i am afrade.
wot is the OKASION i here you cri well sing HOSANNER and brake out the BUNTING for it is peats return to LIVE PEFORMANSE after his late difikulties with the beke CHEERS CHEERS and 3 chairs for a simpothetic and humane CRINIMAL JUSTICE SISTEM hem hem i think we undestand each other.
peat hav sold out a top KONSERT at this venue of LEGGENDS home to historik shows by the pixes ratiohed nerdvana PRIMULA SKREME also MY BLOODY VASELINE once pla the same weedy note here for 100000000 hours without a brake cooo gosh and WILAM BLAKE once join dame DAVID BLOWIE onstage for a spirrited rendision of LITEL DRUMER BOY back in VIKTORIAN TIMES.
paursing onley for a qick livener e.g. heron krack small tot of RUM koupel of lines of the old BILEY WIZ and a medium size SPLIFE to take the edge off the BUGEL peat bound onstage shout good evening MANCHTESTER and launch into the babyshabels hit parrade!
abit of lite harted BANTER smooth prosedings i.e. thanks for all yor tuouching leters to me in CHOAKEY esp. the 1s with something under the STAMP hem hem also afew gags about beateing the DRUGGS TEST with a botel of warm IRON BREW insted of WEE and final anouncement donot forget xclusive GORILLA GIG in the nite star kebbab shop holoway ROAD aftewads admision is £15 kash lades free before 11.
konsert is a SMASH HIT cheers cheers for ENKORE specal geust SHAME MCGOVAN from the BROGUES apere onstage and sing much loved FOAK standard 'dirty old pretey things' to be honest it put the wind rite up peat he hav to KONFESS bekos shame's bashed in mush resembel the GIANT TOOTHLESS PIT wich belong to JAMBA THE HUT in star wars xept with a beard round the EDGE is this wot the future hold for peat it is worth bereing in mind eh?
but such reflexion is DISMIST by the roar of the CROUD and the site of a fammiliar face in the wings is it a tea towel hung up to DRY no it is newly singel sole diva and moth repelent AMEY GRINDHOUSE. on seing this vission of BEUATY peat is sezed by POWERFUL EMOSION he rush akross to amey and...
HE KISS THE FRAGRENT SINGEING SENSATION HARTILY ON HER FULSOME BEESTUNG AND SLITELY CHAPED LIPS.
as fotograpfers snap away TIME SEEM TO STAND STILL as indeed do amey she is like an IRENING BORD wich a child hav drawn on.
sezed by PASION peats tonge xplor the soft and yelding KAVERN of amey's mouth it taste a bit like a ashtray old packet of kp onion rings with some HAR in it perhaps likking a BATERY or maybe just KAT LITER come on we hav all run out of KORN FLAKES and had make the best of it. then he snap bak to REALITE
"KURSES KURSES WOT AM I DOING?"
to be KONTINUED