Born with the horns. Everything after that was a formality.
Stack Twice Its Size
Slung Low
Arms Folded, Front Row
The Circle Opens
Ear Defenders On
Twice As Many
Ate The Ticket
Horns Since Birth
Full Neck Commitment
Thirty Quid, Black
Chewed The Plectrum
Load-In, One Trip
Stood At The Back
Holding Them Wrong
Knee Deep, Still Standing
Promo Shoot, Barn
The Drummer Has Gone
Four In The Van
Manning His Own Stall
Taking The Bow
One Plectrum Left
Both Hooves On The Mic
The Whole Band
Rain Does Not Count
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A Clock, Apparently
A Note To Self
A Point Of Zoology
A Round Number