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Date: Feb 2, 2039 AD
Place: Tasmanian Recording Studios, Hobart
Name of Band: Kink Boyd
Band Members: Daniel Vettori aged 60 & Ricky Ponting aged 65
Name of Single: Sigh, Dopes! (Commemorating the 30 year anniversary of Brad Haddin’s ingenious ploy to dismiss New Zealand batsman Broom)
<Track begins with a the sound of a bell reverberating across the walls of the studio >
<Dan starts off, in his deep booming voice>
Beyond the horizon was a pitch that was laid when we were young
In a world of fags, bets and debacles
Our bats flayed constantly, but without boundary
The ringing of the Law Revision bell had begun
Along the wrong road and on down the toss-way
Do they still cheat there by the cut
There was a dogged stand that wallowed in our sooty steps
Leaving before I took their dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures crying to tie us to the ground
To a strife consumed by blows and decay
<Now Ricky takes over>
The draws were cleaner
The fights were tighter
The haste was neater
The nights of blunder
With pants all hounded
The darn fist blowing
The laughter slowing
The endless shiver
Forever and ever
<Long and melancholic guitar solo lasting 5:43. As the solo ends, the sound of bells fades away>
<Vettori makes a break for the exit, and runs towards Ponting’s giant two-wheeler. The song ends with Ponting yelling.>
Hey! My Harley! Hello! That’s my Harley! Damn!
CKT exclusive: Album cover of Sigh, Dopes!




