robinbloke | Oh no, unreality again

Oooo, unreality again; yep time once again folks where we say hello to all the other planes of existance

Welcome, welcome, good to see you all here this evening, or this morning I should say, but then again who can say which is which eh, reality 2351, aka 'Time has no meaning'
A cracked smattering of alarm bells and ticking noises
Que canned laughter
Thats too rich, we've got a great audience tonight and hell, if it all goes well enough we can just speak to 2351 over there and we can do it all again folks!
Que applause
But seriously, theres times like this in the morning (music begins to skit itself up on a cool backbeat - low tempo, just a little acoustic guitar and a piano following like a ardent puppy) I just feel the need to just mellow out, sing my song and just let the music flow
(Piano breaks beat to chase the guitar, the guitar skips a few querky chords as compere style the announcer sits on the piano and clicks his fingers at the player who gives him a cheesy ol' grin)
Yeah

I get no kick from champagne
Mere alcohol doesn't thrill me at all
So tell me why should it be true
That I get a kick out of you.

Some get a kick from cocaine
I'm sure that if I took even one sniff
It would bore me terrific'ly too
Yet I get a kick out of you.

I get a kick every time I see
You're standing there before me
I get a kick though it's clear to see
You obviously don't adore me.

I get no kick in a plane
Flying too high with some guy in the sky
Is my idea of nothing to do
Yet I get a kick out of you.

Yeah...
Applause from the audience

Thank you, thank you ladies and gents, we're going to have a wonderful morning, got some great guests coming up, and more music - stay with us