||[Sep. 21st, 2006|03:54 pm]
Mr Arthur Gate
*plays the piano and sings both parts by himself*|
Holy smoke! Holy smoke! Holy smoke, the parson shouted!
As the flames as the flames leapt to his head leapt to his head!
And now his head resembles heaven -
For there is for there is no parting there noooo paaaarting theeeeere!