Killing Bono Page #2

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Next week,

we'll blow them off the stage.

And then you'll be glad

you stuck with your big brother.

It's lovely to see

the two of you working together.

It's just a different sound.

Yeah, yeah.

It's a whole new quality, it's great.

Hey, lads. What's going on?

Oh, Paul was just talking to me

about second guitar.

Was he?

And what was he saying?

We decided we don't need one, so...

- No hard feelings, hey, Ivan?

- No, you're grand.

Course not.

He plays lead for The Undertakers now.

Never mind second guitar.

Why are we second billing?

Hey? You said we'd be equal.

Well, we're both on the banner.

The Hype and The Undertakers.

- Are we?

- Well, look at it this way.

It gives you a chance

to steal our thunder.

- That's Neil McCormick?

- Yeah, that's him there.

OK, guys,

you're the support act, right?

So, four songs, then clear the way

for the headliners.

What? Who put him in charge?

Who's that? Who are you?

Oh, this is Paul McGuinness,

our manager.

Look, man, I've gotta go and do

a sound check here, yeah?

One, two. One, two.

One, two. Check.

Yous look like you're bricking it.

- All right, Plugger?

- Fifty P a pop, right?

Purple ones are uppers.

Green ones are downers.

I don't know

what the white ones are for,

but you shouldn't take them

with alcohol.

What are you, Plugger?

Their dealer?

- I just get paid to hump the gear.

- One, two. One, two. One, two.

- Well, a manager and a roadie!

- Check. One, two.

One, two. One, two.

One, two. Perfect.

# Oh!

# Why don't you ask them

# What they expect from you?

# Why don't you tell them

# What you are gonna do

# You get so lonely

# Maybe it's better that way

# It ain't you only

# You got something to say

# Do anything you wanna do

# Come on

# Do anything you wanna do #

# And I'm promising nothing

# I'm just living a smile

# I casually arrange it

# I walk tall

Walk in the wild wind

# I live an image of plastic and gold

# Some say maybe tomorrow

# A resurrection, hello

I know, know, know

# Well, I know, know, know

Well, I know, know, know

They're sounding tight, man.

Their drummer can actually drum.

- They're even playing their own stuff.

- Huh?

I said they're playing their own stuff.

Well, we can write our own songs too.

Plus, we'll have something

that they'll never have.

Brotherhood.

Neil and Ivan McCormick.

Well, Ivan and Neil. It's alphabetical

like Lennon and McCartney.

Bollocks.

- I'm older, I'm going first.

- Whoo!

# Oh!

# I need something

# I need someone

# I've got you

# Street mission

# Street mission

# Street mission #

Good night!

You big riot, ya.

Neil McCormick here with home-grown

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