"Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you..."

Wakeman's voice was so passionate and his words so touching that all within promptly burst into tears. He flung off his burdensome riot mask, accidentally hitting Spaz in the process, and beamed at the emotional crowd, his angelic face suddenly alight with an unearthly psychdelic glow of a nature that could previously only be dreamt of by filthy, utterly wasted hippies who had been tripping on LSD for weeks. Spaz scowled at the bright-faced benevolent leader, evidently perturbed that he was rudely interrupted whilst in the process of breathing fire. He extinguished the flames from his charred tongue and crankily muttered a mixture of gibberish and obscenities under his hot breath.

Wakeman, who had evidently overheard the bitter curses, merely turned and gazed curiously at the angry rabbit, as though awed by what he had heard.