Music is Love: Friday, Third Period

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

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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Re: SING! [4/27]

[bruiser-in-pink.livejournal.com]

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!