This is a story, inside a story, wrapped in a bunch of songs. Ger wants to be a rock star, and escape Ballycraicsdown, a small rural town in Ireland. He feels like Bruce Springsteen in Born to Run. We gotta get out while we're young 'Cause tramps like us Baby, we were born to run. The problem is, Ger and his band sound like cats screaming. Luckily St. Jerry Lee Mouse, the patron saint of lost musicians reincarnated into the body of a mouse, is here to help him.All Rights Reserved