M. Bastard
M. is 29 years old.
She is the Lead Singer of The Petting Zoo.
M. is also known as "Accordionista".
M. is located in London at || Jackson’s Irish Pub ||.
M. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to talk to media in order to get ahead professionally.
Oh the Drama! (Feat. The Mad Cellist)
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Dominant Instruments
Lead Vocals
Trumpet
Special Lyrics
A mysterious stranger appeared on the scene
Oh who could he be?
Oh who could he be?
A square-headed fella who seemed really keen
Oh who could he be?
Oh who could he be?
He chased after Phil with a maniacal grin
Oh what would he do?
Oh what would he do?
Was he here to commit mortal sin?
Oh what would he do?
Oh what would he do?
And the Mad Cellist played like his life was at stake
Playing all night and on till daybreak
Raising the tempo and scraping his bow
That mad cello music its own drama show
They checked out each other from near and afar
Oh what did he want?
Oh what did he want?
Comparing weapons, cigar to cigar
Oh what did he want?
Oh what did he want?
But when the punk star beat a hasty retreat
Oh what was his aim?
Oh what was his aim?
The stranger pursued him, a plea to entreat
Oh what was his aim?
Oh what was his aim?
And the Mad Cellist followed, still scratching away
The volume increasing with every new play
Arrhythmical noises racking up tension
A musical chorus to aid comprehension
Then the young fellow shared his name
Oh what would he say?
Oh what would he say?
And a family link he chose to proclaim
Oh what would he say?
Oh what would he say?
Oh brother! And he meant the literal kind
Oh what happens now?
Oh what happens now?
His secret revealed, he stood there resigned
Oh what happens now?
Oh what happens now?
And the Mad Cellist's playing reached a new peak
Toing and froing, shaking and weak
The music went crazy, the tension was high
The screeching and scraping a scary war cry.
Yes, the Mad Cellist knew what was coming their way
He'd be there with his music, leading the fray
As the brothers stared at their newly found kin
The Mad Cellist flashed them an unhinged grin