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We don't talk about Every, he, he, he!
We don't talk about Every… but
It was the screening day
It was our premier day
We were getting ready, there was nothing to slow the wifi
Nothing can slow the wifi
Gaiman walks in with a mischievous grin-
Lightning!
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, my friend, go on
Gaiman says, "It’s about love”
Why did he tell us?
Crowley gives the girls a shove
Jim can get the umbrellas
Romance raining from above
What a hilarious day... but anyway
We don't talk about Every, he, he, he!
We don't talk about Every!
Hey! Grew to live in fear of Neil giving some foreshadowing
Listen to the interviews of both the stars so humbling
I associate the show with the sound of symbolic songs, *click, click, click*
It's a heavy burden, the director humbling
Bringing Terry’s spirit to prevent the script from fumbling
Teasing us with prophecies we couldn't know for long
Waited for so long…
A six-foot frame
Naked with a box
When he walks the streets
The bookshop he knocks
Yeah, he knows nothing
And Crowley will scream (GET OUT!)
We don't talk about Every, he, he, he! (We don't talk about Every, he, he, he!)
We don't talk about Every (We don't talk about Every)
He told us to wait and see
The next day: dead! (No, No!)
He told us it’s the in-between!
And just like he said... (No, No!)
He said season three’s the end, it fills us with dread (No, No! Hey!)
Our fate is watching to craft theories instead!
David told, that the love would grow, from the moment they stood at the wall
Michael spoke, that their love was before, up in space just before the fall
Óye, the show is on it’s way
Neil told us that the fans would all scream when we reach Every
So don’t see the spoiler
It's like I see it now
Hey friend, I want not a sound out of you (it's like I can see it now)
I can see it now
Um, Every…
Yeah, about that Every…
I really need to know about Every…
Gimmie the scene and the whole scene, Every
(David Tennant, your boyfriend's here)
Time to binge watch!
A six-foot frame (it was our premier day, it was the screening day)
Naked with a box (we were getting ready)
When he walks the streets (there was nothing to slow the wifi)
The bookshop he knocks (Nothing can slow the wifi)
Yeah, he knows nothing (Gaiman walks in with a mischievous grin-)
And Crowley will scream (Lightning!)
You telling this story, or am I?
I'm sorry, my friend, go on (Óye, the show is on it’s way)
Gaiman says, "It’s about love” (A six-foot frame, naked with a box)
Crowley gives the girls a shove
Romance raining from above
It’s here!
Don't talk about Every, no! (Why did I talk about Every?)
Not a word about Every!
I never should've thought about Every!