How to Be an Entertainer Workshop #1, Caritas, 05.24.06, Afternoon

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

[OOC: I'll be AFK at work for most of the day, so interaction will have to be just between you lovely people until later. It'll be okay! Workshop info post will be up ASAP.]

After the students made their way into the lounge at Caritas, the zombie band started playing "The Final Countdown" and GOB took the stage.

"Hi there. My name is GOB Bluth and I'm here to teach you how to be an entertainer. Over the next few weeks, you'll be trying your hand at ventriloquism, dancing, illusion, and today's topic, singing. We're in a karaoke bar. You should have seen this one coming."

"So today, we're focusing on music. You'll be getting on stage and doing two songs today. The first song should be something you like, the second should be something you hate. The second one is important because your manager is going to force you to do things you hate. This is a small example of that."

"If you're not in stage, you're on heckle duty. Yell at them, toughen them up. Remember, singers, it's nothing personal. I'm a fantastic illusionist and some people in the crowd are still jerks."

"I also want you to start thinking about your entrance music. Next week, you'll be telling the class what kind of music you want to introduce your arrival. You will live this music. Eat it, breathe it, change your ring tone to it. When people hear this music, they will think of you. In my experience, 80's music works best for this kind of stuff."

"Oh, and if anyone tries to use any of that Rob Thomas crap for anything in this class, the Zombie Band gets your brain. That's not a threat, it's a promise. If you need me, I'll be at the bar."

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The Stage [WS1]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

Get up and sing. Then get up and sing again. Don't forget to either post or link to lyrics. And everyone else, feel free to heckle. Just please, don't get personal. Lighthearted heckling!

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[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky cleared his throat and stepped up onto the stage. He walked over and talked to the zombie band about his selection, then returned to center stage and picked up the microphone.

He had no idea what compelled him to sing this song other than that it came to mind first.

The soft music started up. (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomhitunes/44444.html)

"I'm saaaailing awaaaay,
Set an open coooourse for the virgin seeeeeeeeeea." He gulped for air.
"I've got to be freeeee
Free to face the life thats ahead of meeeee
On board, I'm the captaaaaain, so climb aboaaaaard
We'll search for tomorroooow on every shoooore
And I'll tryyyyy, oh lord, I'll tryyyyy to CAAAARRY oooooon.

I look toooo the seeeeea, reflections in the waaaves spark my memoryyyyy
Soooome haaappy, some saaaaad
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we haaaaad.
We lived happily foreveeeer, so the story gooooes
But somehow we missed ooooout on that pot of goooold,
But we'll tryyyy best that we caaaan
To CAAAAARRY on!"

The electric guitar started up.

"A gathering of aaaangels appeared above my heeeeead
They sang to me this song of hooope, and this is what they saaaaid
They said come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with meeeee..."

Then some weirdass electronic type keyboard and brass music started up. Then the guitar was back.

"I thought that they were aaaangels, but to my surpriiiise
They climbed aboard their staaaarship and headed for the skiiiiiies
Singing come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away
Come sail away with MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE..."

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

Offstage, John swoons. "Oh Charlie, come sail away with me, my darling!"

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia wasn't quite into the spirit of heckling just yet, but she listened to the song anyway, right up until the end. "Wait, what? The angels were aliens? What the hell?"

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[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

If Jamie had a lighter? He'd be totally lighting it up and swaying.

Instead he does all sorts of woots and whistles with the occasional "STICKBUG RULES!"

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John takes the stage and goes for the hard rockin, air guitar playin' song.

The familiar sounds of boomimg drums and guitars fill Caritas and John's got the mic and he's bopping it around in tune with the rhythm.

"Back in black, I hit the sack,
I've been too long, I'm glad to be back!
Yes, I'm let loose from the noose,
That's kept me hangin' about!
I keep a-lookin' at the sky 'cause it's gettin' me high,
Forget the hearse 'cause I'll never die!
I got nine lives, cat's eyes,
Each and every one of them is wonderin' why!"

Taking a pause, he picks up the mic stand and uses it as an air guitar, hopping around on the stage like a bunny on spiked kool aid.

"Cause I'm back! Yes, I'm back!
Well, I'm back! Yes, I'm back!
Well, I'm back! Back!
Well, I'm back in black!
Yes, I'm back in black!
Ow!"

It's during this verse that John hits his knees, singing very emotionally to the stage.

"Back in the back, I drive a Cadillac,
Number one with a bullet, I'm a power-pack!
Yes, I'm in a bang with a gang,
They gotta catch me if they want me to hang!
'Cause I'm back on the track and I'm beatin' the flak,
Nobody's gonna get me on another rap!
For look at me now, I'm just a-makin' my pay,
Don't try to push your luck, just get outta my way!"

The mic stand gets twirled around in a very satisfactory impression of a baton twirling Spirit Squad member.

"Cause I'm back! Yes, I'm back!
Well, I'm back! Yeah, I'm back!
Well, I'm back! Back!
Well, I'm back in black!
Yes, I'm back in black!
Let's go!

'Cause I'm back! Yes, I'm back!
Well, I'm back! Yes, I'm back!
Well, I'm back! Back!
Well, I'm back in black!
Yes, I'm back in black!
Ow!

Well, I'm back! Yes, I'm back!
Well, I'm back! Yes, I'm back!
Well, I'm back! Back!
Well, I'm back in black!
Yes, I'm back in black!
Ow!"

For his big finish, John leaps in the air and also throws the mic in the air before hitting the ground and catching the mic with only a bobble or two.

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[nadiathesaint]

"Back from where?!" Nadia shouted to the stage. And "Black is slimming, good choice!"

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[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie's totally thinking that they chose the wrong song to serenade the meerkats with.

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[bigfat-peter.livejournal.com]

Peter was excited. He loved to sing and he has the icon to prove it and he knew just what song to play.

You show us everything youve got
You keep on dancin and the room gets hot
You drive us wild, well drive you crazy
You say you wanna go for a spin
The partys just begun, well let you in
You drive us wild, well drive you crazy
You keep on shoutin, you keep on shoutin
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day

You keep on saying youll be mine for a while
Youre lookin fancy and I like your style
You drive us wild, well drive you crazy
You show us everything youve got
Baby, baby thats quite a lot
And you drive us wild, well drive you crazy
You keep on shoutin, you keep on shoutin

I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day
I wanna rock and roll all nite and party every day

It's a real pity he has such a nails-to-chalkboard voice.

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was starting to get into this whole heckling thing. "For the love of all that you hold holy, please stop!"

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[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie however is into the song because hey.... KISS RULES!

He rocks out to Peter's rendition.

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[bigfat-peter.livejournal.com]

Peter got on stage to do his second song. He couldn't think of a song he hated more than this one. Though he failed to think of a reason why his manager would make him sing this.

I am woman, hear me roar
In numbers too big to ignore
And I know too much to go back an' pretend
'cause I've heard it all before
And I've been down there on the floor
No one's ever gonna keep me down again

Oh yes I am wise
But it's wisdom born of pain
Yes, I've paid the price
But look how much I gained
If I have to, I can do anything
I am strong (strong)
I am invincible (invincible)
I am woman

You can bend but never break me
'cause it only serves to make me
More determined to achieve my final goal
And I come back even stronger
Not a novice any longer
'cause you've deepened the conviction in my soul

I am woman watch me grow
See me standing toe to toe
As I spread my lovin' arms across the land
But I'm still an embryo
With a long long way to go
Until I make my brother understand

Oh yes I am wise
But it's wisdom born of pain
Yes, I've paid the price
But look how much I gained
If I have to I can face anything
I am strong (strong)
I am invincible (invincible)
I am woman
Oh, I am woman
I am invincible
I am strong

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia just kind of stared in apalled fascination. There were no words.

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John falls out of his chair and dies laughing.

"Encore! Encore! Again! Sing it to Nadia directly this time!"

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia was no stranger to the Caritas stage. She wasn't even always drunk when she sang any more. So she smiled as she picked up the mike and started into her first song.

I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes
are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned.
I have to speculate that god himself did make us
into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay.
True, it may seem like a stretch, but it's thoughts like these
that catch my troubled head when you're away and I am missing you to death.
When you are out there on the road for several weeks at shows
And when you scan the radios I hope this song will guide you home.

They will see us waving from such great heights.
"Come down now," they'll say,
But everything looks perfect from far away,
"Come down now,"
But we'll stay.

I tried my best to leave this all on your machine
But the persistent beat it sounded thing upon listening.
That frankly will not fly, you'll hear the shrillest highs
And lowest lows with the windows down while this is guiding you home.

They will see us waving from such great heights.
"Come down now," they'll say,
But everything looks perfect from far away,
"Come down now,"
But we'll stay.

They will see us waving from such great heights.
"Come down now,"
They will see us waving from such great heights.
"Come down now,"

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[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

I like big butts and I can not lie
You other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waste
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung
Wanna pull up front
Cuz you notice that butt was stuffed
Deep in the jeans she's wearing
I'm hooked and I can't stop staring
Oh, baby I wanna get with ya
And take your picture
My homeboys tried to warn me
But with that butt you got
Me so horny
Ooh, rub all of that smooth skin
You say you wanna get in my Benz
Well use me, use me cuz you ain't that average groupy

I've seen them dancin'
The hell with romancin'
She sweat, wet, got it goin' like a turbo 'Vette

I'm tired of magazines
saying flat butt's the only thing
Take the average black man and ask him that
She gotta pack much back, so

Fellas (yeah!), fellas (yeah!)
Has your girlfriend got the butt? (hell yeah!)
Well shake it, shake it, shake it, shake it, shake that healthy butt
Baby got back

(LA face with Oakland booty)

I like'em round and big
And when I'm throwin' a gig
I just can't help myself
I'm actin like an animal
Now here's my scandal

I wanna get you home
And ugh, double ugh, ugh
I ain't talkin' bout Playboy
Cuz silicone parts were made for toys
I wannem real thick and juicy
So find that juicy double
Mixalot's in trouble
Beggin' for a piece of that bubble
So I'm lookin' at rock videos
Watchin' these bimbos walkin' like hoes
You can have them bimbos
I'll keep my women like Flo Jo
A word to the thick soul sistas
I wanna get with ya
I won't cus or hit ya
But I gotta be straight when I say I wanna fuck
Til the break of dawn
Baby, I got it goin on
A lot of pimps won't like this song
Cuz them punks like to hit it and quit it
But I'd rather stay and play
Cuz I'm long and I'm strong
And I'm down to get the friction on

So ladies (yeah!), ladies (yeah!)
If you wanna role in my Mercedes? (yeah!)
Then turn around
Stick it out
Even white boys got to shout
Baby got back


Yeah baby
When it comes to females
Cosmo and got nothin to do with my selection
36-24-36
Only if she's 5'3"

So your girlfriend rolls a Honda
Playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda
My anaconda don't want none unless you've got buns hon
You can do side bends or sit-ups, but please don't lose that butt
Some brothers wanna play that hard role
and tell you that the butt need to go
So they toss it and leave it
And I pull up quick to retrieve it
So Cosmo says you're fat
Well I ain't down with that
Cuz your waste is small and your curves are kickin'
And I'm thinkin' bout stickin'
To the beanpole dames in the magazines
You ain't it Miss Thang
Give me a sista I can't resist her
Red beans and rice didn't miss her
Some knucklehead tried to dis
Cuz his girls were on my list
He had game but he chose to hit 'em
And pulled up quick to get with 'em
So ladies if the butt is round
And you wanna triple X throw down
Dial 1-900-Madrox and kick them nasty thoughts
Baby got back

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[nadiathesaint]

Nadia had a little bit of difficulty picking a song she truly hated. But this one, this one to her was a travesty. She started off soft and sincere.

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing,
Watch you smile while you are sleeping,
While you're far away and dreaming,
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender,
I could stay lost in this moment forever,
Well, every moment spent with you,
Is a moment I treasure

Then she fell to her knees and went over the top melodramatic. Because, really, the song totally called for it.

I don't wanna close my eyes,
I don't wanna fall asleep,
'Cause I'd miss you, baby,
And I don't wanna miss a thing,
'Cause even when I dream of you,
The sweetest dream would never do,
I'd still miss you, baby,
And I don't wanna miss a thing

Lying close to you,
Feeling your heart beating,
And I'm wondering what you're dreaming,
Wondering if it's me you're seeing,
Then I kiss your eyes and thank God we're together,
And I just wanna stay with you,
In this moment forever, forever and ever,

I don't wanna close my eyes,
I don't wanna fall asleep,
'Cause I'd miss you, baby,
And I don't wanna miss a thing,
'Cause even when I dream of you,
The sweetest dream would never do,
I'd still miss you, baby,
And I don't wanna miss a thing

I don't wanna miss one smile,
I don't wanna miss one kiss,
Well, I just wanna be with you,
Right here with you, just like this,
I just wanna hold you close,
Feel your heart so close to mine,
And just stay here in this moment,
For all the rest of time

Don't wanna close my eyes,
Don't wanna fall asleep,
'Cause I'd miss you, baby,
And I don't wanna miss a thing,
'Cause even when I dream of you,
The sweetest dream would never do,
'Cause I'd still miss you, baby,
And I don't wanna miss a thing

I don't wanna close my eyes,
I don't wanna fall asleep,
'Cause I'd miss you, baby,
And I don't wanna miss a thing,
'Cause even when I dream of you,
The sweetest dream would never do,
I'd still miss you, baby,
And I don't wanna miss a thing

Don't wanna close my eyes
Don't wanna fall asleep, yeah

I don't wanna miss a thing
I don't wanna miss a thing

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[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

Jamie takes the stage and makes a motion for a more intimate lighting. He sits down on a stool and picks up the microphone.

"For my second song I'd like to sing about something that has never worked out for me in past for me or my friends. Sometimes it just leads to a breakup. Sometimes it leads to your girlfriend becoming the host of the nexus of all psionic energy which does, has, and ever will, exist in all realities of the multiverse and eventually killing herself on the blue side of the moon so her dark evil nature doesn't wipe out the universe."

You love her
But she loves him
And he loves somebody else
Ya just can't win
And so it goes
Till the day you die
This thing they call love
It's gonna make you cry
I've had the blues
The reds and the pinks
One thing's for sure

Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah
Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah
Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah
Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah

Two by two and side by side
Love's gonna find you yes it is
Ya just can't hide
You'll hear it call
Your heart will fall
Then love will fly
It's gone that's all
I don't care what any Casanova thinks
All I can say is
Love stinks

Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah
Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah
Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah
Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah

I've been through diamonds
I've been through minks
I've been through it all
Love stinks

Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah
Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah
Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah
Love stinks
Love stinks yeah yeah

Love stinks

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[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John takes the stage and goes for the super power ballad this time.

"Look into my eyes - you will see,
What you mean to me.
Search your heart - search your soul,
And when you find me there, you'll search no more.

Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for.
You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for.
You know it's true,
Everything I do - I do it for you."

And he starts dancing with the mic stand, dipping and twirling the asexual object.

"Look into your heart - you will find,
There's nothin' there to hide.
Take me as I am - take my life,
I would give it all - I would sacrifice.

Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for.
I can't help it - there's nothin' I want more.
Ya know it's true,
Everything I do - I do it for you."

The mic stand rejects him by falling out of his hands and John makes a mad scramble to catch his asexual love.

"There's no love - like your love.
And no other - could give more love.
There's nowhere - unless you're there.
All the time - all the way.

Oh - you can't tell me it's not worth tryin' for.
I can't help it - there's nothin' I want more,
Yeah, I would fight for you - I'd lie for you.
Walk the wire for you - yeah, I'd die for you.

Ya know it's true.
Everything I do. Ohhhhhhh, I do it for you."

And the mic stand and John reunite as the ballad fades away.

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[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg hopped up on stage and cleared his throat.

"Can't explain all the feelings that you're making me feel
My heart's in overdrive and you're behind the steering wheel

Touching you, touching me
touching you, God you're touching me"

Yes. He hit those notes.

"I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love
Ooh!

I wanna kiss you every minute, every hour, every day
You got me in a spin but everythin' is A.OK!

Touching you, touching me
touching you, God you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love
Ooh! Guitar!

Touching you, touching me
touching you, God you're touching me

I believe in a thing called love
Just listen to the rhythm of my heart
There's a chance we could make it now
We'll be rocking 'til the sun goes down
I believe in a thing called love
Ooh!"

By the time the song had ended, Greg had bounced all around the stage and concluded by dancing somewhat spastically in a way that he thought was terribly attractive.

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[like-a-sponge.livejournal.com]

Greg, for his second number, tried to think of a song he hated more than this one and failed.

So he took the stage and figured that if he had to sing like her, he might as well dance like her, and broke into some typical Britney-esque gyrating.

"Baby, can’t you see
I’m calling
A guy like you
Should wear a warning
It’s dangerous
I’m fallin’

There’s no escape
I can’t wait
I need a hit
Baby, give me it
You’re dangerous
I’m lovin’ it

Too high
Can’t come down
Losing my head
Spinning ‘round and ‘round
Do you feel me now

With a taste of your lips
I’m on a ride
You're toxic I'm slipping under
With a taste of a poison paradise
I’m addicted to you
Don’t you know that you’re toxic
And I love what you do
Don’t you know that you’re toxic

It’s getting late
To give you up
I took a sip
From my devil's cup
Slowly
It’s taking over me

Too high
Can’t come down
It’s in the air
And it’s all around
Can you feel me now

With a taste of your lips
I’m on a ride
You're toxic I'm slipping under
With a taste of a poison paradise
I’m addicted to you
Don’t you know that you’re toxic
And I love what you do
Don’t you know that you’re toxic

Don't you know that you're toxic

With a taste of your lips
I'm on a ride
You're toxic I'm slipping under
With a taste of a poison paradise
I'm addicted to you
Don't you know that you're toxic

Intoxicate me now
With your lovin' now
I think I'm ready now
I think I'm ready now
Intoxicate me now
With your lovin' now
I think I'm ready now"

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[joxertehmighty.livejournal.com]

Joxer got up on the stage, and had his lute with him. He strummed a cord and began to sing.

Joxer the Mighty,
He's very tidy.
Everyone admires him.
He's so handsome it's a sin.
When things get grim
He'll take it on the chin.
If you're in jeopardy
Caused by the enemy
Don't call the cavalry.
There's a better remedy
(Although he doesn't work for free).
He's every man's trusty,
He's every woman's fantasy,
Plus he's goo-ood company.
Look out! He's Joxer...
Joxer the Mighty!

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[joxertehmighty.livejournal.com]

For his second song, Joxer contemplated singing Jett's variation on Joxer's song. He decided against it, however. Was a little -too- personal.

So instead, he sang one of the first songs he'd handwavily heard since arriving here. The fact he kept missing notes on the lute and going out of key just made the performance that more colorful.

Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
Tired of living like a blind man
I'm sick of sight without a sense of feeling
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how you remind me
Of what I really am

It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
for handing you a heart worth breaking
and I've been wrong, i've been down,
been to the bottom of every bottle
these five words in my head
scream "are we having fun yet?"

yeah, yeah, yeah, no, no
yeah, yeah, yeah, no, no

it's not like you didn't know that
I said I love you and I swear I still do
And it must have been so bad
Cause living with me must have damn near killed you

And this is how, you remind me
Of what I really am
This is how, you remind me
Of what I really am

It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
for handing you a heart worth breaking
and I've been wrong, i've been down,
been to the bottom of every bottle
these five words in my head
scream "are we having fun yet?"

yet, yet, yet, no, no
yet, yet, yet, no, no
yet, yet, yet, no, no
yet, yet, yet, no, no

Never made it as a wise man
I couldn't cut it as a poor man stealing
And this is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
This is how you remind me
Of what i really am
This is how you remind me
Of what i really am

It's not like you to say sorry
I was waiting on a different story
This time I'm mistaken
for handing you a heart worth breaking
and I've been wrong, i've been down,
been to the bottom of every bottle
these five words in my head
scream "are we having fun yet?"
yet, yet
are we having fun yet?

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[moonbrain-tam.livejournal.com]

River hadn't heard that many songs since arriving at fandom, but she found it easy to remember those she heard. She liked this one.

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!

((ooc: the mun just came back drunk from a karaoke night, so this is funny))

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[kawalsky.livejournal.com]

Kawalsky sang the next song an octave or two DOWN from the original. In fact, he sounded like a bad Elvis impersonator trying to take on the Bee Gees.

His performance was complete with the strutting and badly coordinated dance moves.

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
Im a womans man: no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm, Ive been kicked around
Since I was born.
And now its all right. its ok.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
The new york times effect on man.

Whether youre a brother or whether youre a mother,
Youre stayin alive, stayin alive.
Feel the city breakin and everybody shakin,
And were stayin alive, stayin alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive, stayin alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive.

Well now, I get low and I get high,
And if I cant get either, I really try.
Got the wings of heaven on my shoes.
Im a dancin man and I just cant lose.
You know its all right. its ok.
Ill live to see another day.
We can try to understand
The new york times effect on man.

Whether youre a brother or whether youre a mother,
Youre stayin alive, stayin alive.
Feel the city breakin and everybody shakin,
And were stayin alive, stayin alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive, stayin alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive.

Life goin nowhere. somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life goin nowhere. somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah. stayin alive.

Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
Im a womans man: no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm,
Ive been kicked around since I was born.
And now its all right. its ok.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
The new york times effect on man.

Whether youre a brother or whether youre a mother,
Youre stayin alive, stayin alive.
Feel the city breakin and everybody shakin,
And were stayin alive, stayin alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive, stayin alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin alive.

Life goin nowhere. somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life goin nowhere. somebody help me, yeah.
Im stayin alive.