MattTaylorTV! Replay Chat Rhapsody.

(Verse 1)
(Spoken, slightly bored, over a lone guitar riff)
Welcome to another MTTV Repeat...
All pretty mundane, useless shit, to be fair.
I really wouldn't bother watching, to be fair...
(Suddenly, the full band kicks in - drums, bass, distorted guitars)
(Chorus)
BILLY: (Shouted, aggressive)
RUBBISH!
TAYLOR: (Chanted back, almost gleefully)
I TOTALLY AGREE! IT'S RUBBISH!
BILLY: THIS CHANNEL IS RUBBISH!
TAYLOR: TOTALLY AGREE! IT'S RUBBISH!
TO-GETH-ER: RUBBISH! TOTALLY RUBBISH!
(Verse 2)
(Music becomes more tense, staccato)
BILLY: LEAVE BECKS ALONE!
TAYLOR: (Voice raises, confused)
Who's Becks?
BILLY: WHY CAN'T YOU JUST LEAVE PEOPLE ALO-O-ONE?
TAYLOR: (Defensive, shouting)
WHO AM I ATTACKING NOW?
BILLY: WHY ARE YOU SHOWING THESE OLD VIDEOS?
TAYLOR: (Defiant)
WHY NOT?!
(Chorus)
BILLY: RUBBISH!
TAYLOR: I TOTALLY AGREE! IT'S RUBBISH!
BILLY: CAN'T YOU JUST LEAVE PEOPLE ALONE?
TAYLOR: IT'S A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE!
TO-GETH-ER: RUBBISH! TOTALLY RUBBISH!
(Bridge)
(Music drops to a simmering, tense groove. Call and response)
TAYLOR: (Plaintive, almost singing)
LEAVE ME ALONE...
WHY CAN'T YOU LEAVE ME ALONE?
BILLY: (Sneering)
A TRIP ONLY YOU WANT TO GO ON!
TAYLOR: (Triumphant)
YES! IN-DEED!
(Climax)
(Music swells to its loudest and most chaotic point)
BILLY: ARE YOU TRYING TO DRAG BECKS BACK ONLINE AGAIN?!
TAYLOR: WHAT WAS SAID WAS SAID! AM I?!
BILLY: YOU ARE!
TAYLOR: NO, I'M NOT!
TAYLOR: (Pointing the finger back)
YOU ARE!
(Outro)
(Music cuts out abruptly, leaving only a faint, repeating guitar feedback. A single, exhausted voice cuts through the silence.)
BILLY: (Spoken, drained, defeated)
PLEASE... STOP IT NOW.
(Silence. Then the sound of a single, final chat notification.) Ding.