give me the beat boys and free my soul
I wanna get lost in your rock 'n' roll and drift away -- Anon Guest
[AN: Link leads to a video with parody lyrics that is for real a 2020 mood. Offensensitivity warning for crude language]
The Humans were singing. This was nothing new. The matter of what they were singing was up to debate. The tune was familiar, but the words kept changing.
"Gimmie the yeast, boy/ and knead my rolls, I wanna get lost in the sour dough/ and drift awaaaayyyy..."
Companion Kesh was reasonably certain that those were not the original lyrics. Especially since the Humans were laughing about this. This was not, evidently, a case of getting stuck on what the words were. This was a contest of alternative lyrics. Filk, as some of them called it.
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