Danger Modo - Mister Modo, Ugly Mac Beer

Hello, Dear Friends

It’s so beautiful up here, Dear Friends

It’s so clean

Yes, Dear Friends, there’s no drunken drivers here

No broken glass.

No air.

Over

Ho, ho, ho!

You must be way out there.

Over

I’m high, all right, but not on false drugs

I’m high on the real thing thing thing…

He’s turning over!

Get thee behind me!

Are you in danger, Pastor?