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Music is Love: Friday, Third Period

Lorne sits on stage.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, Cats and Kittens, Gremlins of all ages... Today is our last class."

Lorne takes out a hanky and dabs at the corners of his eyes.

"As you know our final competition was last week to decide once and for all WHO is worthy of the title of FANDOM IDOL. And after a record setting 12 votes I have the answer to that question..."

Lorne holds up an envelope

"RIGHT HERE! Are you thrilled? Are you intrigued? Do I look good in these pants? All these questions will be answered... Right after this short break."

Lorne burst out laughing. "Kidding! First you have to do your last performance for me. And as I *handwavily* mentioned in my message to you all earlier, your final assignment is your closing number. The big song. The one your audience is waiting for. The one that signals that this is your last encore before you go backstage and shag like mad with the hotties that your roadies have provided for you."

Lorne clears his throat. "Not that I would ever do that. Or endorse it. Nope. Not at all."

He steps down off the stage and kicks his feet up on the table. "C'mon kids. Sing for me one more time."

[Wait for the OCD is up! Please tell me your grade for the course in the OOC notes. Thanks again for being such an awesome class!]

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[identity profile] the-right-ray.livejournal.com 2007-04-27 01:10 pm (UTC)(link)
This one's an easy choice. And this one, he knows he can just scream into the microphone and not worry about dancing.

I've paid my dues
Time after time
I've done my sentence
But committed no crime
And bad mistakes
I've made a few
I've had my share of sand kicked in my face
But I've come through

We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions -
Of the world

I've taken my bows
And my curtain calls
You brought me fame and fortune
and everything that goes with it -
I thank you all
But it's been no bed of roses
No pleasure cruise
I consider it a challenge before the whole human race
And I ain't gonna lose

We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions -
Of the world

We are the champions - my friends
And we'll keep on fighting till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
'Cause we are the champions

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[identity profile] ktarian-wildman.livejournal.com 2007-04-27 01:21 pm (UTC)(link)
When it was Naomi's turn she got up and sang:

"He said please come to Boston
For the springtime
I'm stayin' here with some friends
And they've got lots of room
You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
By a cafe where I hope to be workin' soon
Please come to Boston
I said no, boy won't you come home to me

(And) I said, ramblin' boy
Why don't you settle down
Boston ain't your kind of town
There ain't no gold
And there ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan
Of the man from Tennessee

He said, please come to Denver
With the snowfall
We'll move up into the mountains
So far we can't be found
And throw I love you echos
Down the canyons
And then lie awake at night
Until they come back around
Please come to Denver
I just said no boy won't you come home to me

(And) I said, ramblin' boy
Why don't you settle down
Denver ain't your kind of town
There ain't no gold
And there ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan
Of the man from Tennessee

Now that drifter's word
Goes round and round
And I doubt if it's ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams
He's lost or found
And all that I ain't got
He's still needs to lean to
Somebody he can sing to

He said please come to L.A.
To live forever
A California life alone
Is just too hard to build
I live in a house that
Looks out over the ocean
And there's some stars
That fell from the sky
Livin' up on the hill
Please come to L.A.
I just said no
Boy, won't you come home to me

(And) I said, ramblin' boy
Why don't you settle down
L.A. ain't your kind of town
There ain't no gold
And there ain't nobody like me
I'm the number one fan
Of the man from Tennessee

I'm the number one fan
of the man from Tennessee

Tennessee,"

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[identity profile] saltandammo.livejournal.com 2007-04-27 02:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Some songs just scream perfect final numbers. This one had always done that for Dean.

Empty spaces - what are we living for?
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score..
On and on!
Does anybody know what we are looking for?

Another hero - another mindless crime.
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime.
Hold the line!
Does anybody want to take it anymore?
The Show must go on!
The Show must go on!
Inside my heart is breaking,
My make-up may be flaking,
But my smile, still, stays on!

Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance.
Another heartache - another failed romance.
On and on!
Does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess i'm learning
I must be warmer now..
I'll soon be turning round the corner now.
Outside the dawn is breaking,
But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free!

The Show must go on!
The Show must go on! Yeah!
Ooh! Inside my heart is breaking!
My make-up may be flaking!
But my smile, still, stays on!
Yeah! oh oh oh

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies,
Fairy tales of yesterday, will grow but never die,
I can fly, my friends!

The Show must go on! Yeah!
The Show must go on!
I'll face it with a grin!
I'm never giving in!
On with the show!

I'll top the bill!
I'll overkill!
I have to find the will to carry on!
On with the,
On with the show!

The Show must go on.

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[identity profile] robotboyfetish.livejournal.com 2007-04-27 03:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Cassie went to a sing a song wildly inappropriate for a 14 year old.

I'm on my second drink
But I've had a few before...
I'm tryin' hard to think
And I think that I want you on the floor
Uh huh, yeah on the floor!

Go on and take it off
Take it off!
You gotta shake it off baby, for me
C'mon and break me off
Break me off!
'Cause I get what I want and I like what I see

Need your love 1,2,3
Stop starin' at my D cup
Don't waste time, just give it to me
C'mon baby, just feel me up
C'mon, just give it up

Go on and take it off
Take it off!
You gotta shake it off baby, for me
C'mon and break me off
Break me off!
'Cause I get what I want and I like what I see

Forget the application...
You're the right guy for the task
Let me take you on vacation
Just do it, you don't have to ask!

Go on and take it off
Take it off!
You gotta shake it off baby, for me
C'mon and break me off
Break me off!
'Cause I get what I want and I like what I see
Take it off
Take it off!
Take it off baby, for me
Take it off
Take it off!
Take it off baby, for me.

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[identity profile] sarcasm-guy.livejournal.com 2007-04-27 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
The purple pimp hat.
The same silver sequinned cape as last week.
A WHOLE lot of attitude.
And some flamboyant dance moves that he can't do properly.


Your butt is mine
Gonna tell you right
Just show your face
In broad daylight
I'm telling you
On how I feel
Gonna hurt your mind
Don't shoot to kill
Come on,

Come on,
Lay it on me
All right...
Bad
I'm giving you
On count of three
To show your stuff
Or let it be...
I'm telling you
Just watch your mouth
I know your game
What you're about

Well they say the sky's the limit
And to me that's really true
But my friend you have seen nothin'
Just wait 'til I get through...

Because I'm bad, I'm bad-come on
You know I'm bad, I'm bad-you know it
You know I'm bad, I'm bad-come on, you know
And the whole world has to
Answer right now
Just to tell you once again,
Who's bad...

The word is out
You're doin' wrong
Gonna lock you up
Before too long,
Your lyin' eyes
Gonna tell you right
So listen up
Don't make a fight,
Your talk is cheap
You're not a man
You're throwin' stones
To hide your hands

But they say the sky's the limit
And to me that's really true
And my friends you have seen nothin'
Just wait 'til I get through...

Because I'm bad, I'm bad-come on
You know I'm bad, I'm bad-you know it
You know I'm bad, I'm bad-you know it, you know
And the whole world has to answer right now
Just to tell you once again,
Who's bad...

We can change the world tomorrow
This could be a better place
If you don't like what I'm sayin'
Then won't you slap my face...

Because I'm bad, I'm bad-come on
You know I'm bad, I'm bad-you know it
You know I'm bad, I'm bad-you know it, you know

Woo! Woo! Woo!

You know I'm bad, I'm bad-come on
You know I'm bad, I'm bad-you know it, you know
You know, you know, you know-come on
And the whole world has to answer right now
Just to tell you

You know I'm smooth-I'm bad-you know
You know I'm bad-I'm bad baby
You know, you know, you know it-come on
And the whole world has to answer right now
Woo!

You know I'm bad, I'm bad-you know it
You know I'm bad-you know-hoo!
You know I'm bad-I'm bad-you know it, you know
And the whole world has to answer right now
Just to tell you once again...


Who's bad?



Sokka posed on the stage with his head down and one fist in the air, waiting for applause.

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[personal profile] notajar 2007-04-27 05:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Door's idea of a grand finale is... not everyone's.

Fish heads, Fish heads
Roly poly Fish heads
Fish heads, Fish heads
Eat them up, Yum.

In the morning
Laughing, happy Fish Heads
In the evening
Floating in the soup.

Fish heads, Fish heads
Roly poly Fish heads
Fish heads, Fish heads
Eat them up, Yum.

Ask a Fish head
Anything you want to
They won't answer
They can't talk.

I took a Fish head
Out to see a movie
Didn't have to pay
To get it in

Fish heads, Fish heads
Roly poly Fish heads
Fish heads, Fish heads
Eat them up, Yum

They can't play baseball
They don't wear sweaters
They're not good dancers
They don't play drums

Roly poly Fish heads
Are never seen drinking
Cappacino in Italian restaurants
With Oriental women...Yeah...


[There is finger-snapping. Door doesn't quite get the coffee-house fingersnapping thing, but it's on the recording, so...]

Fish heads, Fish heads
Roly poly Fish heads
Fish heads, Fish heads
Eat them up, Yum

(Yummm)

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[identity profile] electric-sitar.livejournal.com 2007-04-27 06:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Demyx might be a little bit crazy. He was grinning, and wearing a silver wig with his Organization jacket. "This is for my boss. Or, I guess, the guy who used to be. Oh, I like saying that. Anyway, this song? Totally Xemnas (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v192/kiara_jinzan/other/Xemnas.jpg)."


"Welcome to my secret lair on Skullcrusher Mountain
I hope that you've enjoyed your stay so far
I see you've met my assistant Scarface
His appearance is quite disturbing
But I assure you he's harmless enough
He's a sweetheart, calls me master
And he has a way of finding pretty things and bringing them to me

Oh and I'm so into you
But I'm way too smart for you
Even my henchmen think I'm crazy
I'm not surprised that you agree
If you could find some way to be
A little bit less afraid of me
You'd see the voices that control me from inside my head
Say I shouldn't kill you yet

I made this half-pony half-monkey monster to please you
But I get the feeling that you don’t like it
What's with all the screaming?
You like monkeys, you like ponies
Maybe you don't like monsters so much
Maybe I used too many monkeys
Isn't it enough to know that I ruined a pony making a gift for you?

Oh and I'm so into you
But I'm way too smart for you
Even my henchmen think I’m crazy
I'm not surprised that you agree
If you could find some way to be
A little bit less afraid of me
You'd see the voices that control me from inside my head
Say I shouldn't kill you yet

Picture the two of us alone inside my golden submarine
While up above the waves my doomsday squad ignites the atmosphere
And all the fools who live their foolish lives may find it quite explosive
But it won't mean half as much to me if I don't have you here

You know it isn't easy living here on Skullcrusher Mountain
So maybe you could cut me just a little slack
Would it kill you to be civil?
I've been patient, I've been gracious
And this mountain is covered with wolves
Hear them howling, my hungry children
Maybe you should stay and have another drink and think about me and you

Oh and I'm so into you
But I'm way too smart for you
Even my henchmen think I'm crazy
I'm not surprised that you agree
If you could find some way to be
A little bit less afraid of me
You'd see the voices that control me from inside my head
Say I shouldn't kill you yet
I shouldn't kill you yet
I shouldn't kill you yet"

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[identity profile] otherside-miley.livejournal.com 2007-04-27 08:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Miley picked a song where she bopped around pretending to be several Austrian children wearing drapery for clothes.

There's a sad sort of clanging from the clock in the hall
And the bells in the steeple too.
And up in the nursery an ubsurd little bird
Is popping out to say cook-coo cook-coo, cook-coo
Regretfully they tell us cook-coo
But firmly they compell us cook-coo
To say goodbye cook-coo...
To you...

So long farewell, auf weidersehen good-bye

I hate to go and leave this pretty sight

So long farewell, auf weidersehen adieu

Adieu, adieu, to you and you and you

So long farewell, au revior auf weidersehen

I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne
Yes?
No

So long farewell, auf weidersehen goodnight

I leave and heave a sigh and say good bye - goodbyyyyyyeeeee!

I'm glad... to go.... I cannot tell a lie

I fleet, I float, I fleetly flee I fly...

The sun... has gone... to bed and so must I...

So long...farewell...auf weidersehen goodbye...
Goodbye...
Goodbye....
Goodbye....
Guests
Goodbye...

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[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2007-04-27 10:42 pm (UTC)(link)
This was the last time so Molly went all out; jumping around the stage as she sang her song.

So you were born in an electrical storm
took a bite out the sun
saw your future in a machine built for two
now your rays, make me kind of go crazy,
shocked and awe and amaze me
just a ticker tape parade and me
but something was wrong
till you tap danced on the air in the night
screaming at the top of your lungs, you said
Come on, come on
Do what you want
What could go wrong?
Oh come on come on come on, come on, do what you want
Oh come on come on
What could go wrong? Do do do do what you want
Come on

Me, I was raised amid the trickle down days
I woke up numb in the haze
and saw my future in a machine built for two
but the light gave me some kind of fright,
how did wrong get so right, and lead me
stumbling through the dark of night,
Oh, something was wrong, but you tap danced on the air
in the night screaming at the top of your lungs, you said
Come on, come on
Do what you want
What could go wrong?
Oh come on come on come on, come on, do what you want
Oh come on come on
What could go wrong? Do do do do what you want
Come on
D-d-d-do what you want!
D-d-d-do what you want!
Hey!

C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon
D-d-d-do what you want, yeah!

Do what you want!

D-do what you want!

D-c'mon!
C'mon!
C'mon!
C'mon!
C'mon!
D-d-d-d-d-d-d-do what you want!
D-d-d-d-d-d-d-do what you want!
D-d-d-d-d-d-d-do what you want!
Yeah!

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[identity profile] x5-alec.livejournal.com 2007-04-27 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Alec had a really eclectic musical sense, and apparently no sense at all as to what made for a good finale.

"Well, the preacher turned to me
and he smiled.
He said, 'Come and walk with me,
come and walk one more mile.'

Now, for once in your life, you're alone,
and you ain't got a dime.
There's no time for the phone.

I've gotta get a message to you.
Hold on. Hold on.
One more hour and my life will be through.
Hold On. Hold on.

I told him I'm in no hurry,
and if I broke her heart,
then please tell her I'm sorry.
Now for once in my life I'm alone,
but I've gotta let her know,
one more time before I go.

I've just gotta get a message to you.
Hold on. Hold on.
One more hour and my life will be through.
Hold On. Hold on. Hold on......

Well, I laughed, but that didn't hurt,
and it's only her love
that keeps me wearing this smirk.
Now I'm crying, but deep down inside,
I did it to him, now it's my turn to die.

I've just gotta get a message to you.
Hold on. Hold on.
One more hour and my life will be through.
Hold On. Hold on.

I've just gotta get a message to you.
Hold on. Hold on.
One more hour and my life will be through.
Hold On. Hold on..."
absolutesnark: (Carefree)

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[personal profile] absolutesnark 2007-04-27 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Summer chose this particular song because it was fun and upbeat.

He pushed me 'round
now I'm drawin' the line
He lived his life
now I'm gonna go live mine
I'm sick of wastin' my time
Well now I've been good for way too long
Found my red dress and I'm gonna throw it on
'Bout to get too far gone

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more of my tweleve ounce nutrition
One more helpin' of what I've been havin'
I'm takin' my turn on the sin wagon

On a mission to make something happen
Feel like Delilah lookin' for Samson
Do a little mattress dancin'
That's right I said mattress dancin'

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more
of what I've been missin'
I don't know where I'll be crashin'
But I'm arrivin' on a sin wagon

When it's my turn to march up to old glory
I'm gonna have one hell of a story
That's if he forgives me
Oh, lord please forgive me

Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition
Need a little bit more of that sweet salvation
They may take me
with my feet draggin'
But I'll fly away on a sin wagon

I'll fly away on a sin wagon
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[personal profile] chasingangela 2007-04-28 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
Angela wasn't sure what made for a finale song, so she picked a torch song by Rilo Kiley. It made her voice sound a lot better than it was.

I'm only a woman
Of flesh and bone
And I wept much
We all do
I thought I might die alone
But I had never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never met you
So baby be good to me
I've got nothing to give you, you see
except everything, everything, everything, everything
All the good
And the bad
Cause I've been bad
I've lied, cheated, stolen, and been ungrateful for what I had
And I'm afraid habits rule my waking life
I'm scared
And I'm running in my sleep
For you
But all of the oceans and rivers and showers will wash it all away
And make me clean
For you
Cause I had never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never met you

So let's take a loan out
Put it down on a house
In a place we've never lived
in a place that exists
In the pages of scripts and
the songs that they sing
And all the beautiful things
That make you weep but
Don't have to make you weak

Cause I never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never, never loved somebody
The way I loved you.

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[identity profile] grenfelzer.livejournal.com 2007-04-28 03:40 am (UTC)(link)
Carmela gets up on stage and sings her final number:

It's morning
I wake up
The taste of summer sweetness on my mind
It's a clear day
In this city
Let's go dance under the street lights
All the people in this world
Let's come together
More than ever
I can feel it
Can you feel it

Come on over
Down to the corner
My sisters and my brothers of every different color
Can't you feel that sunshine telling you to hold tight
Things will be alright
Try to find a better life
Come on over
Down to the corner
My sisters and my brothers there for one another
Come on over
Man I know you wanna let yourself go

Some people
It's a pity
They go all their lives and never know
How to love or to let love go
But it's alright now
We'll make it through this somehow
And we'll paint the perfect picture
All the colors of this world will run together more than ever
I can feel it
Can you feel it

We may never find our reason to shine
But here and now this is our time
And I may never find the meaning of life
But for this moment I am fine

Re: And the winner is...

[identity profile] bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com 2007-04-27 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Molly blinked. "Woo hoo! Two votes! Go me!" she said with a wide grin.

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