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<pre>ROB: It reminds us of the circus a little bit, and I think you'll enjoy a little, um... circus? | <pre> | ||
ROB: It reminds us of the circus a little bit, and I think you'll enjoy a little, um... circus? | |||
ZUBIN (?): A lil' circus-- | ZUBIN (?): A lil' circus-- | ||
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(audience laughter, guitar begins, fade out) | (audience laughter, guitar begins, fade out) | ||
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Revision as of 16:44, 19 May 2022
« Song page for Cell Phone Call
Lyrics
ROB: It reminds us of the circus a little bit, and I think you'll enjoy a little, um... circus? ZUBIN (?): A lil' circus-- ROB: Here we go. (begins playing, just as his cellphone rings) Oh, my gosh. (audience laughs hysterically) ZUBIN (?): Uh, please turn off your cellphones and pagers in the audience. ROB: Hello? (audience laughter) ZUBIN: Put it up to the mic. ROB: Juh-... Joseph? Yeah, I'm, we're--in the concert now. (audience laughter) ... Yeah, I'm on-stage. ZUBIN: Incredibly, this is not planned. ROB: Uh, I'm getting a call... PJ's calling me. (audience laughter) ROB: Yeah, anyway, are you gonna come?... (bass note, audience laughter) Yeah, you're probably not gonna make it if you haven't left yet. (audience laughter) There's only five songs left. ZUBIN (?): Put it up to the mic. Uh, put it up to the mic, let's hear Joe. (at the same time, a girl in the audience is saying, "We have the whole other half of the concert(s).") ROB: Okay, I have to- I have to go, though, because I doing this right now. You're riding-- he's riding a motor-- okay, that's not... doesn't make any sense. I'll see you later, though. Okay, goodbye. All right. (applause) ZUBIN: Rob... Rob Cantor, ladies and gentlemen. (audience laughter, guitar begins, fade out)