Intro to "Let's Get."

Poker honour offer bluff: 
it isn't that "everything 
signifies," it's that no
thing does when you 
can't take the fake fake 
cough 

interrupting your very
best bet. Gone to pot,
gone to seed, gone 
wherever you set? 

Go to hell, then, 
pet. Or? 

Better yet, stay right
just where you are okay. 

OK? 

And sing this lay: 

"Have you already missed your shot at one true love? 

Have you quit waiting for your second chance to come...?

Have you already given up the ghost of it...?

Have you already traded in your membership.

Hey, there happy. Glad to see me. We 
were on to some thing. Bad at good 
byes. Worse at white lies. Hey...?

You can't have every thing. 

Let's get it over with.
Let's get it over with.
Let's get it over with.

We're here? 

Have you reached the point where you know that you'll never change?
Have you figured out why every body else is strange...? 
Have you wished for some wah-hunn, to get hit 

By a shooting star...? 

Have you lost 
your illusions of 
how nice, you are? 

Well, I've still got some. Where's the shotgun? You 
can blow them all away. I don't care, really. Seeing 
clearly: truth 

...is better than they say. Let's
get it over with. Let's get it over
with. Let's get it over with! We're

Here!

Wolf in sheep's clothes. 
Bare, beneath, though. 
Set: to howl! And growl, and
bah. 

So sing it, bay-be. Whatever, may
be. 

It's 

O.K. 

sirrah, sirrah. 

Let's get it over with.

Let's get it over with. Let's 

get-

."