Music is Love: Third Period

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

"Good morning once again and welcome to MUSIC IS LOVE!" Lorne exclaimed. "The show where kids compete for grades... not a record deal. Sucks for them, doesn't it?"

"First let's give a shout out to the gods in the room who also just happen to be our guest judges: Ares and Hades! And with out guest judges our appropriate theme is "War and/or Love is hell."

Lorne sat down at the judges table and looked eagerly at his students. "Let's hear what you got for us."

[OCD is up!]

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Re: Sing! [2/9]

[chasingangela]

Angela tried a torch-singer thing for her song. It ... kind of worked. Almost.

Good morning heartache
You old gloomy sight
Good morning heartache
Thought we said goodbye last night
I turned and tossed until it seems you were gone
But here you are with the dawn
Wish I forget you, but you're here to stay
It seems I met you
When my love went away
Now everyday I stop I'm saying to you
Good morning heartache whats new

Stop haunting me now
Cant shake you nohow
Just leave me alone
I've got those Monday blues
Straight to Sunday blues
Good morning heartache
Here we go again
Good morning heartache
You're the one
Who knows me well
Might as well get use to you hanging around
Good morning heartache
Sit down

Re: Sing! [2/9]

[ismyhairout.livejournal.com]

"Have you considered Prozac?"

Re: Sing! [2/9]

[chasingangela]

Angela stared at Hades for a second. "No!" she said indignantly. "I mean, it's a Billie Holiday song. I mean, yes, but not because of the song, and why does every teacher in this school think I'm all depressed?"

Re: Sing! [2/9]

[ismyhairout.livejournal.com]

Hades just stared at her and gestured to her. He figured that really said it all.

Re: Sing! [2/9]

[sideburnsofwar.livejournal.com]

"Get laid or kill the guy," Ares suggested. "That'll improve your mood."

Re: Sing! [2/9]

[chasingangela]

"Thanks for your thoughts?" Angela said, not realyl wanting to do either.

Re: Sing! [2/9]

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

"Wonderful song choice. Gloomy. Filled with woe. Perfect for the valentine season," Lorne applauded. "In fact I think I'll drink myself silly after class."