ENRICKAY: Hi-eth, I weret wondering how long it took thou to put together these new scribings and how difficult it weret to record it. Hearken, it doeth, of A Night At The Operaeth.

BRIAN THE WISE: Thee shall just poppeth out to the loo. Excuseth Thee!

ROGER THE DIVINE: Yea, this art Roger the Divine. Agree-eth with thou, Enrickay, doth Thee.Tooketh about a fulleth rotation of the big ball of fire. But goeth into the studio wouldeth We, worketh for about three weeks and taketh two weeks vacation on the Rainbow Worrier. We doeth not like to overdoeth it. The album weret really a happy album to maketh, for We weret mostly pissedeth. They art not all happy to maketh for Brian the Wise art usually a nit-picky paineth in the Holy Arse but, Lo! this time, We weret mostly pissedeth and We careth not how much He crappeth on! Lo! did it not sort of scribeth itself from Our Vodka sessions. Scribbleth lines on the back of a beer coaster, did We! We hath nay a problem with it at all, thinketh do We, that it showeth in the end result. The material hath depth and maturity to it, and We hath no bloody idea whereth that cameth from but hell, it worketh! And behold, in some ways it doeth remindeth Thee of the A Night At The Opera days for We weret pissedeth then too.

BRIAN THE WISE: Thee art back! Didst Thee miss anything?

ROGER THE DIVINE: Nay.

BOB: Well spotted, as they spaketh, Enrickay. Let us spake with Mike, in Pueblo, Colorado. Thou art on the show with The Gods,Mike.

MIKE: Hi-eth, Gods, how art thou doing.

BRIAN THE WISE: Verily good thanks be-eth upon thou, but there art too-eth much wrong in all the Lands and Thee art woe, Thee knoweth not, how to putteth it all to rights! Heedeth thine words, the multitudes there, must do-eth, or no good will cometh!

MIKE: Er, yea, whatever. Thee hath a question for thou: I weret wonderething that since thou art now with virtually a brand-new label, Holywood Records, I weret wondering if Queen - the Gods - considereth it an honor that thou contract unto Elektra and Capitol weret sold to Holywood Records, and how thou felt abouteth that, if thou considereth it an honor that they would buy Thou contract?

BRIAN THE WISE: Certainlyeth not! It art an honour foreth them! They art verily lucky to hath the rights to our scribings, and Thee do-eth not think that We hath e'er given of sucheth an honour! They shouldeth thinketh it the highest honour indeedeth! They hath a verily good attitude, they sucketh up mucheth, and that correspondeth to Our way of doingeth things. They oft want to doeth things different, and shouldeth they keepeth up that attitude, Thee willeth smite them and wrath be upon them for We knoweth best in all things. They willeth learneth! BOB: So, all the catalogue will come out on Holywood records, the entire thing.

BRIAN THE WISE : We owneth all our scribings, the Word belongeth unto Us, back to dayeth one when a God fartedeth, which, Thee thinketh, art verily wise. So-eth, we hath given unto them the rights to all the Word, so-eth they can release all the tablets and they have takeneth of the solemn vow to do-eth it properlyeth! To-eth the verily last letter!

BOB: It art a newly company with some newly servants and newly configurations and whateth not, but thou do hath the backing of Warner Brethen. behind it, so thou getteth of the massive distributorship. So, thou getteth the best of both worlds.

BRIAN THE WISE: As it shouldeth thusly be!

BOB: Art Thee not feared they will stuffeth it up?

BRIAN THE WISE: Wrath be upon them if they do-eth! Thee hath given unto them, stricteth and clear instructions, that musteth be followeth unto the letter. Fail this and they shall be-eth publicly floggedeth and tar-eth and feathereth!

ROGER THE DIVINE: Behold! Checketh out the secretarial pool, dideth Thee, and foundeth the girls to be-eth verily, er, verily willingeth to learneth of new things! There art much potential there.

BOB: Thanks be upon thee for being on with us, Mike. We art now going to spaketh with Brandon of Colombuth, Ohio-eth.

BRANDON: Hi-eth, Thee wanteth to asketh humbly about rapper Vanilla Ice borrowing Thou scribings from "Under Pressure" and did thou getteth of the compensation for-eth it.

BRIAN THE WISE: Did thou say "borrowing?" Thou meaneth he art going to giveth it back? Ha! Ha! Thee madeth of a joke! That weret also a little 'put downeth' of thee too Brandon for-eth such a dumb bum question.

ROGER THE DIVINE: That weret not funny.

BRIAN THE WISE: Thee knoweth not of humour! To answereth of thou question Brandon, Vanilla Ice willeth surely burn in eternal hell fires for such blasphemy! Let that be-eth a lesson for all the multitudes out there!

ROGER THE DIVINE: We were surprisedeth and shockedeth. And then We weret quite flatteredeth in a way that he made a whole tablet out of one scribing from one of Our tablets.

BRIAN THE WISE: We weret NOT flatteredeth at all Roger!

ROGER THE DIVINE: Well-eth Thee weret....a bit.

BOB: But Lo! Weret permission granted unto him?

BRIAN THE WISE: NAY! It weret not! He should thusly hath asketh for permission, but nay, that he did not and for this reason Holywood records art SUING HIS WHITE ARSE OFF, if Thee mayeth be-eth so bold. Wrath be upon him!

BOB: There might be a number of multitudes out there who thinketh that art a good thing.

BRIAN THE WISE: Lo! He hath no friends here. He will forevermore, walketh upon the Lands wearething the mark of shame! Wrath be upon him.

BOB: Hey! Ice-guy, check with thy Gods next time.

BOB: We hath a Brian on the line, waiting to talk to Brian the Wise and Roger the Divine, who I might add, art extraordinarily pretty up close, Brian art from Rodchester.

BRIAN THE WISE: Hi-eth, how art thou doing? I art pretty too.

ROGER THE DIVINE: Brian, Brian.

BRIAN: I hath a question for Thou, Brian the Wise. Tis about the song we just hearkened "Tie Thou Mother Down." Weret there a certain experience that maketh thee scribe those lyrics?

BRIAN THE WISE: Well, it weret not about my mum really.

ROGER THE DIVINE: Weret too! Strapped down! And she weret NOT HAPPY!

BRIAN THE WISE: Weret not Roger. Stoppeth. Please stoppeth! Tis really meant to be-eth a tale of a young boy's frustration with begatting and where it leadeth him, really. Tis as simple as that, it art not personal, tis more fun.

ROGER THE DIVINE: Another of thou jokes?

BRIAN THE WISE: Doeth not be smart Roger.

ROGER THE DIVINE: Thee often wonder what it art about.

BRIAN THE WISE: Lo! I art bluffing wildly for thee can ne'er remember what it art about!

ROGER: Taketh his little brethen swimming with a brick, or something. That would be-eth The Lord God Freddie.

BRIAN THE WISE: That art not true!

ROGER THE DIVINE: The Lord God Freddies wrath will be-eth upon thee! Ha! Ha!

BRIAN THE WISE: Stoppeth! Please stoppeth! Go-eth away!

ROGER THE DIVINE: Coz you ain't no friend of thine!

BRIAN THE WISE: STOPPETH IT. BOB! STOPPETH HIM! HE ART TEASETHING THEE!