Start with a line each

Ended up with egg on my face

Shouldn't of picked the rotten peach

A guests life it's been

Milling about the wreckin

Spreading myself too

Thin once again

And now this paranoia feeling

Like comics hooked off stage

Do you think I'm about to stand for this?

On looking out the corner of my eye

I see that you hav prepared a seat for this

Guest voice mr chase