The lead singer on stage right now, really overuses the f-word. I don’t mind dropping the f-bomb every once-in-awhile, but you’ve got to be selective.
He’s like, thank you fuckin very much for fuckin coming out tonight. We got some fuckin merch in the back. Fucking come up to us after the fuckin show, love to fuckin meet you. So here’s our next fuckin song. It’s called…
From my fuckin heart to yours,
Clint Curtis. Bartender.