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[The feed starts out dark, then Spike flicks on his lighter, illuminating just his face. He starts to sing. And his voice is good.]
If I could just hide
The sinner inside
And keep him denied
How sweet life would be
If I could be free
From the sinner in me
( I'll never be a saint. )
[The song ends and Spike retrieves his lighter and lights a cigarette, glowering.]
Bloody hell, I hate musicals.
If I could just hide
The sinner inside
And keep him denied
How sweet life would be
If I could be free
From the sinner in me
( I'll never be a saint. )
[The song ends and Spike retrieves his lighter and lights a cigarette, glowering.]
Bloody hell, I hate musicals.
