Gigs
For those of you who aren't
Musically au fait
Let me describe to you
How to set up gigs to play
Despite your best efforts
And the preparation done
Inevitably some snag
Will bite you on the bum
You lug in all the gear
It weighs a helluva lot
Only to discover the stage
Is the size of a table top
Only a single power point
Is available for you to use
Leads are strung up everywhere
To trip on as you choose
Tension is running high
As a preliminary strum
Causes feedback squeals
But the worst is yet to come...
The mics are on the blink
The lightings really dim
Someone breaks a string
It's pandemonium!
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