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Music is Love: [12/19]
There's a sad look on Lorne's face as the students enter the music room.
"This is it kittens. The last class of the semester. I hope that you've had as much fun as I have had."
*sniffs*
"But now? Your final. Today you must choose and sing your final number. It must be a song that means something to you and your audience. It needs to keep them on the edge of the seat, screaming for more and yet allow them to feel closure with your performance."
"In fact? It should go something like this:"
And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, Ill say it clear,
Ill state my case, of which Im certain.
Ive lived a life thats full.
Ive traveled each and evry highway;
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets, Ive had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.
I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Yes, there were times, Im sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.
Ive loved, Ive laughed and cried.
Ive had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.
To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
No, oh no not me,
I did it my way.
For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!
Lorne bowed to the applausewhether it was there or not and then took his seat in the audience. "C'mon kids. Wow me."
[ocda coming is up!]
"This is it kittens. The last class of the semester. I hope that you've had as much fun as I have had."
*sniffs*
"But now? Your final. Today you must choose and sing your final number. It must be a song that means something to you and your audience. It needs to keep them on the edge of the seat, screaming for more and yet allow them to feel closure with your performance."
"In fact? It should go something like this:"
And now, the end is near;
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, Ill say it clear,
Ill state my case, of which Im certain.
Ive lived a life thats full.
Ive traveled each and evry highway;
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets, Ive had a few;
But then again, too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through without exemption.
I planned each charted course;
Each careful step along the byway,
But more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Yes, there were times, Im sure you knew
When I bit off more than I could chew.
But through it all, when there was doubt,
I ate it up and spit it out.
I faced it all and I stood tall;
And did it my way.
Ive loved, Ive laughed and cried.
Ive had my fill; my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.
To think I did all that;
And may I say - not in a shy way,
No, oh no not me,
I did it my way.
For what is a man, what has he got?
If not himself, then he has naught.
To say the things he truly feels;
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows I took the blows -
And did it my way!
Lorne bowed to the applause
[ocd

Re: Sing [12/19]
I love my bionic eyes
I love my crystal vision
If there's anybody out there
Baby I'm not gonna miss 'em
I watch the years go by
These are the same old guys I never had any use for
Beyond the feeling of pleasure
Or the thrill of the fight
I scored again last night
I said thanks for the drinks, nice party
Then I turned out the light
I've got timing and attitude
That can get to the baddest dude
That's when I hypnotize them
With my bionic eyes
As I got older I had to step out of the lines
And make up my own mind
As I got light as a feather they got stiff as a board
I can't feel any more, but I can fake it forever
It's easy in the beginning
When I can dazzle them
All night
Make 'em do what you want 'em to
Get 'em running after you
It's just the same old guys
Wearing the same old ties
As I got older I had to step out of the lines
And make up my own mind
As I got light as a feather they got stiff as a board
I can't feel any more, but I can fake it forever
I love my bionic eyes
I love my bionic eyes
I love my bionic eyes
If there's a parallel nation
And I'm a secret weapon
Show me a man you can not break,
And I will show you heaven
As I got older I had to step out of the lines
And make up my own mind
As I got light as a feather they got stiff as a board
I can't feel any more, but I can fake it forever...