Trevor Hall and guest vocalist Virginia improvise onstage at Boulder Theatre, with Trevor asking her to spontaneously write lyrics on the spot. Virginia delivers a verse with surreal imagery: children up for ransom, stolen apple seeds, corrupt constellations.
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Hold on, hold on. Do you know every word to this song? I'm so sorry, so it wasn't you who was requesting the song. Okay, do you want to, do you want to spit some blood on this? Virginia is in the house tonight. Okay, so do you want to sing? Which part do you want to sing? The whole— the first verse, the second, whole thing? Jesus, okay. Okay, let's hear it for Virginia, y'all. Do you want to spit your gum out first, or you're going to keep your gum? Did you just want to swallow your gum? Okay, here we go. Ready? Now put the children up for ransom, gotta make himself a plan. Mr. Mr. Yeah, do you agree? There's someone in this village that stole our apple seed. Those can sign up and constellations are corrupt. All I can give is this sound, this sound. You got this whole second verse, are you sure? All right, all right.
Here we go.
Yeah. Well, I believe, yes sir.
I believe, I believe in the lime people hiding the farmyard. I believe in the power that will see. I believe that this mountain cooking finally became deep in the hearts, in the hearts of the youth. There's a magical flower you saw bloom in Paris, you. Plenty to go around, your people Oh, back though, baby, there's an angel whispering me melodies of all her hidden favor. We will never die, don't you ever, ever cry, protected by the Queen of the Stars.
