Well, well, well… now, this is how disco got done just exactly perfect. Crappy singing, a nine fingered idiot at the helm, that kid helping him out with grace notes from a parallel dimension, another kid in the Dead Man's seat, some bozo playin' the bass like a trombone, and the drummer has eight limbs. Perfect! How else could it work so well?
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