What happened?
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What happened?
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I took him all my music.
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Fifty pounds (fifty pounds) now
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But that is ten years worth it. Ten years of my life, sir. Should be fifty pounds is more.
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Am I not correcting thinking that you have never had any of your worth unimpeachmeant as a...
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Petrie. (Petrie.)
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No, not yet, but I say you are completely unnamed. (unnamed.)
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Of course.
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Every--But how many unknown composers you've never been too gladly have their words published without anything at all. Now I'm a boogie man. [echo]
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No. No. That was an important symphonies. Can't do a quartet. They got the trap pulled in. And I'm not listening. And you are incomplete.
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I did see you coming. Will you stand on that on the top of the stairs?
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Oh dear, when I won't speak? [echo]
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Yes. Black. (Black) And still they're staring at us (staring at us, staring at us) Don't you think you could try to burn or I'll lose my brain (lose my brain)
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Shane! Here's a wonderful thing that's not as edible! [echo]
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[sinister organ tuning, operatic voice]
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[glass breaking, screaming, high sustained screaming]
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Are you going about far?
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Father?
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That pickets the fences, you'll remember him. (It's the cricket.)
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I remember it well done, I was so busy. I don't know. There was a man badly burned.
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There was a need, sir. (There was a need, sir.)
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I'm running out of that place screaming blue murder (screaming blue murder) you would hardly expression this (would hardly expression this)
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Where do you run? (we're trying to be fools.) Straight up the street in that soul rhythm. (Not this one.)
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Straight anyway. (Now, now) Bobby.
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[screaming]
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Now that's very wet. (Now that's very wet.)
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How do you feel? Is this a bit warm? (Is this a bit warm?)
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Phantim Of The Opera
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