(Hello, Neil)
Who are you
(I'm the soggy potato from down under the sink)
What's that smell, have you farted
(Don't be stupid, Neil
Everybody knows potatoes can't fart)
Hey, what's that kind of magicky sound
(Oh, that's a stereo PCM twenty-four-track digital mix
Of the next number on your album
And you've got to sing on it, vomit-chops)
Oh
Oh, great
Okay.