Angela has an awful voice she takes after her mother June
I don’t know why she’s in the choir when she can’t stay in tune
She can’t even manage to stay in tune not even for a single note
It sounds like someone’s hands are tightening around her throat
It never rises and it never falls it just stays permanently flat
In truth she can’t carry a tune in a bucket it’s as simple as that
I was told that she had it trained when she was still a child
But I’m afraid it soon escaped and returned back to the wild
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