Caritas: Early Evening

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

The doors to Caritas open to the public. Those walking in will see Lorne taking the stage as the Zombie Man Band start playing and Lorne starts singing his opening number.

After finshing his song he bows to the crowd...

"Welcome to Saturday Night at Caritas! The songs are free, but the drinks aren't. A Pylean has to make a living somehow! Come on in and let your inner Celine Dion out!"

About Caritas

ETA: The Host has returned! Come on down and sing a little song!

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The Lounge

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Tastefully decorated red velvet chairs and booths surround the main area. Feel free to cozy up to a loved one or just listen to whoever is onstage.

The Bar

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne is taking orders and listening to you sing.

If you're looking for a little Aura reading, he'll be happy to tell you a couple of things...

Re: The Bar

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[CJ walks in the new place she spotted on her way through tow. It seemed really busy last night...but this afternoon it looked like it was just her. She took a seat at the bar and ordered a whiskey sour, and chatted with the lovely Tino, who told her all about himself.]

Re: The Bar

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

Michael, Ben and their son Hunter enter Caritas and look around. They approach the bar and order three beers. Rumor was it had been packed the night before, but it was pretty quiet at the moment. Michael wanted to sing, but his significant other and son were against it.

Re: The Bar

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[She comes back from her song to have Tino give her another whiskey sour and to meet this new fellow in town.]

Re: The Bar

[cabal-boone.livejournal.com]

Looking for fun and terrified of what the theater marquee had displayed, Aaron decided to check out the new bar. He'd been by the other day and seen the green-skinned man talking into the phone and barking orders at the construction crew. He decided to head inside and take a chance.

Walking inside, he paused, listening to the music and people.. singing. His lids closed in a slow blink as he processed just what kind of bar this was. A very faint smile appeared on his face as he wandered up to the bar to order a drink.

Re: The Bar

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

Gimme something with an umbrella in it, stat. *laugh*

Re: The Bar

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

After finishing her shift at the movie theatre, Callisto wanders into Caritas. Stretching cat-like, she leans against the bar.

Re: The Bar

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory wanders in after leaving the Huntzberger party around 8 PM. She makes her way to the bar, hopping onto a stool, and looks around for the green guy Angela had told her about.

Re: The Bar

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge wanders in to Caritas and heads over to the bar. Being underage and too honest for his own good, he wasn't going to try and order anything alcoholic, but hey... there's always mocktails.

Re: The Bar

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

[The fellow in the natty black suit comes in with the blone gent in tan. They sit at the bar.] So, angel...are you going to sing to me? You forgot your harp...[he laughs lightly]

The Stage

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

"Come on up and sing kids. The Zombie Man Band knows every tune and can play it in any tempo you want."

Re: The Stage

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[Looking at Ten, who may or may have not just told her she was dirty, she smiles. Turning to the band, she gets her song on.]

Bitch, in the style of Meredith Brooks

I hate the world today
You're so good to me
I know but I can't change
Tried to tell you
But you look at me like maybe
I'm an angel underneath
Innocent and sweet
Yesterday I cried
Must have been relieved to see
The softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused
I don't envy you
I'm a little bit of everything
All rolled into one

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

So take me as I am
This may mean
You'll have to be a stronger man
Rest assured that
When I start to make you nervous
And I'm going to extremes
Tomorrow I will change
And today won't mean a thing

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

Just when you think, you got me figured out
The season's already changing
I think it's cool, you do what you do
And don't try to save me

I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way

I'm a bitch, I'm a tease
I'm a goddess on my knees
When you hurt, when you suffer
I'm your angel undercover
I've been numb, I'm revived
Can't say I'm not alive
You know I wouldn't want it any other way

She smiles and walks out to meet th bartender who has the best suit she's seen this side of California.

Re: The Stage

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

*Ash, fresh off detention, still in his bathrobe and flip-flops, takes the stage*

Alright, you miserable screwheads, this is from the King, by the original King.

Lord Almighty,
I feel my temperature rising
Higher higher
It's burning through to my soul

Girl, girl, girl
You gonna set me on fire
My brain is flaming
I don't know which way to go

Your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love

Ooh, ooh, ooh,
I feel my temperature rising
Help me, I'm flaming
I must be a hundred and nine
Burning, burning, burning
And nothing can cool me
I just might turn into smoke
But I feel fine

Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like a sweet song of a choir
And you light my morning sky
With burning love

It's coming closer
The flames are now licking my body
Please won't you help me
I feel like I'm slipping away
It's hard to breath
And my chest is a-heaving

Lord Almighty,
I'm burning a hole where I lay
Cause your kisses lift me higher
Like the sweet song of a choir
You light my morning sky
With burning love
With burning love
Ah, ah, burning love
I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love
Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love

Re: The Stage

[bens-mikey.livejournal.com]

Slipping away from the people who would stop him, Michael gets on the stage to sing Ben from the Jackson Five...mostly to embarrass his S.O. of that name:

Ben, the two of us need look no more
We both found what we were looking for
With a friend to call my own
I'll never be alone
And you my friend will see
You've got a friend in me

Ben, you're always running here and there
You feel you're not wanted anywhere
If you ever look behind
And don't like what you find
There's something you should know
You've got a place to go

I used to say, 'I' and 'me'
Now its 'us', now its 'we'
I used to say, 'I' and 'me'
Now its 'us', now its 'we'

Ben, most people would turn you away
I don't listen to a word they say
They don't see you as I do
I wish they would try to
I'm sure they'd think again
If they had a friend like Ben
A friend like Ben

Re: The Stage

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne appears on stage, with the lovely CJ Cregg on his arm. He nods to the band and they automatically kick into the song as if they already know what he wants.


They say we're young and we don't know
We won't find out until we grow

Re: The Stage

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

Okay, band... a little harder this time.

Warning, your socks are about to be rocked off, folks. *clears throat*

The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin'
That's what I said
The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand
Or so I have read

My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo
I'd like to sink her with my pink torpedo

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about bum cakes, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?

I met her on Monday, twas my lucky bun day
You know what I mean
I love her each weekday, each velvety cheek day
You know what I mean

My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights
Big game is waiting there inside her tights, yeah

Big bottom, big bottom
Talk about mud flaps, my girl's got 'em
Big bottom drive me out of my mind
How could I leave this behind?

Re: The Stage

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Callisto all but purrs out Trust In Me, in the style of Siouxie and the Banshees.

Trust in me, just in me
Shut your eyes and trust in me
You can sleep safe and sound
Knowing I am around

Slip into silent slumber
Sail on a silver mist
Slowly and surely your senses
Will cease to resist

Trust in me, just in me
Shut your eyes and trust in me

Re: The Stage

[cabal-boone.livejournal.com]

Pausing a moment to take in the .. zombie.. band.. Aaron murmurs something to them and takes the stage. A familiar strain of music (well, to anyone who's been on earth anytime in the last 30 years and owns a radio) begin to play, and a moment later, his voice follows.

His speaking voice is normally tenor, but his singing voice is almost a complete register lower, a very low baritenor. As he begins to sing, it's clear he's had some sort of voice training sometime in his past, because the song comes through in a throaty croon that does the lyrics proud.

When the night has come
And the land is dark
And the moon is the only light we'll see
No I won't be afraid, no I won't be afraid
Just as long as you stand, stand by me

And darlin', darlin', stand by me, oh now now stand by me
Stand by me, stand by me

If the sky that we look upon
Should tumble and fall
And the mountains should crumble to the sea
I won't cry, I won't cry, no I won't shed a tear
Just as long as you stand, stand by me

And darlin', darlin', stand by me, oh stand by me
Stand by me, stand by me, stand by me-e, yeah

Whenever you're in trouble won't you stand by me, oh now now stand by me
Oh stand by me, stand by me, stand by me

Darlin', darlin', stand by me-e, stand by me
Oh stand by me, stand by me, stand by me..

Re: The Stage

[names-ash.livejournal.com]

This one goes out *hic* to the best damn TA in the world. *clears throat, and hiccups again.

Are you gonna take me home tonight
All down beside that red firelight
Are you gonna let it all hang out
Fat bottomed girls
You make the rockin' world go round

Hey I was just a skinny lad
Never knew no good from bad
But I knew life before I left my nursery - huh
Left alone with big fat Fanny
She was such a naughty nanny
Heap big woman you made a bad boy out of me
Hey hey!

I've been singing with my band
Across the wire across the land
I seen ev'ry blue eyed floozy on the way, hey
But their beauty and their style
Wear kind of smooth after a while
Take me to them dirty ladies every time

C'mon, Oh won't you take me home tonight?
Oh down beside your red firelight
Oh and you give it all you got
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round

Hey listen here
Now I got mortgages and homes
I got stiffness in my bones
Ain't no beauty queens in this locality
Oh but I still get my pleasure
Still got my greatest treasure
Heap big woman you done made a big man out of me
Now get this

Are you gonna take me home tonight
All down beside that red firelight
Are you gonna let it all hang out
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
GET ON YOUR BIKES AND RIDE!

Oooh yeah oh yeah them fat bottomed girls
Fat bottomed girls
Yeah yeah yeah
all right
ride 'em cowboys
Fat bottomed girls
Yes yes
ohh gets me everytime

*Ash passes out on stage*

Re: The Stage

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[Feeling a little melancholy after her reading, she gets up to croon something sweet and low down.]

Nina Simone, boys....

Jacques brel

Ne me quitte pas
Il faut oublier
Tout peut s’oublier
Qui s’enfuit déjà
Oublier le temps
Des malentendus
Et le temps perdu
A savoir comment
Oublier ces heures
Qui tuaient parfois
A coups de pourquoi
Le coeur du bonheur

Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Moi je t’offrirai
Des perles de pluie
Venues de pays
Oþ il ne pleut pas
Je creuserai la terre
Jusqu’après ma mort
Pour couvrir ton corps
D’or et de lumière
Je ferai un domaine
Oþ l’amour sera roi
Oþ l’amour sera loi
Oþ tu seras reine

Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Je t’inventerai
Des mots insensés
Que tu comprendras
Je te parlerai
De ces amants-là
Qui ont vu deux fois
Leurs coeurs s’embraser
Je te raconterai
L’histoire de ce roi
Mort de n’avoir pas
Pu te rencontrer

Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

On a vu souvent
Rejaillir le feu
De l’ancien volcan
Qu’on croyait trop vieux
Il est para¡±t-il
Des terres brulées
Donnant plus de blé
Qu’un meilleur avril
Et quand vient le soir
Pour qu’un ciel flamboie
Le rouge et le noir
Ne s’épousent-ils pas

Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Ne me quitte pas
Je ne vais plus pleurer
Je ne vais plus parler
Je me cacherai là
A te regarder
Danser et sourire
Et à t’écouter
Chanter et puis rire
Laisse-moi devenir
L’ombre de ton ombre
L’ombre de ta main
L’ombre de ton chien

Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas
Ne me quitte pas

Re: The Stage

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Clapton's 'Lay Down Sally (http://www.eric-clapton.co.uk/ecla/lyrics/lay-down-sally.html)', nice and fast, and give it a bit more bass than the original, please.

There is nothing that is wrong
In wanting you to stay here with me
I know you've got somewhere to go
But won't you make yourself at home and stay with me?
And don't you ever leave

Lay down, Sally, and rest you in my arms
Don't you think you want someone to talk to?
Lay down, Sally, no need to leave so soon
I've been trying all night long just to talk to you

The sun ain't nearly on the rise
We still got the moon and stars above
Underneath the velvet skies
Love is all that matters, won't you stay with me?
And don't you ever leave

Lay down, Sally, and rest you in my arms
Don't you think you want someone to talk to?
Lay down, Sally, no need to leave so soon
I've been trying all night long just to talk to you

I long to see the morning light
Coloring your face so dreamily
So don't you go and say goodbye
You can lay your worries down and stay with me
And don't you ever leave

Lay down, Sally, and rest you in my arms
Don't you think you want someone to talk to?
Lay down, Sally, no need to leave so soon
I've been trying all night long just to talk to you

Lay down, Sally, and rest you in my arms
Don't you think you want someone to talk to?
Lay down, Sally, no need to leave so soon
I've been trying all night long just to talk to you


[He totally does a bit of a dance to the guitar solo, too.]

Re: The Stage

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory grudgingly takes the stage.

"This better be worth it," she mutters under her breath before starting to sing in a shaky, off-key alto:

There’s a somebody I’m longing to see
I hope that he turns out to be
Someone who’ll watch over me

I’m a little lamb who’s lost in the wood
I know I could always be good
Someone who’ll watch over me

Although he may not be the man some
Girls think of as handsome
To my heart he carries the key

Won’t you tell him, please, to put on some speed
Follow my lead, because, oh, how I need
Someone to watch over me

Re: The Stage

[flash-serpent.livejournal.com]

[Crowley takes the stage like Freddie Mercury, and one might think he'd rip it up, but instead he leans on a stool and sings directly to the bar.]

Spend all your time waiting
For that second chance
For a break that would make it okay
There's always one reason
To feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction
Oh beautiful release
Memory seeps from my veins
Let me be empty
And weightless and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there

So tired of the straight line
And everywhere you turn
There's vultures and thieves at your back
And the storm keeps on twisting
You keep on building the lie
That you make up for all that you lack
It don't make no difference
Escaping one last time
It's easier to believe in this sweet madness oh
This glorious sadness that brings me to my knees

In the arms of an angel
Fly away from here
From this dark cold hotel room
And the endlessness that you fear
You are pulled from the wreckage
Of your silent reverie
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort there
You're in the arms of the angel
May you find some comfort here

Re: The Stage

[a-phale.livejournal.com]

[Aziraphale steps onto the stage, slightly nervous, and smiles at the band.]

"I'll Never Leave Thee", the Scottish version, please.


Why should thy cheek be pale,
Shaded with sorrow's veil?
Why should'st thou grieve me?
I will never, never leave thee.
'Mid my deepest sadness,
'Mid my gayest gladness,
I am thine, believe me;
I will never, never leave thee.

Life's storms may rudely blow,
Laying hope and pleasure low:
I'd ne'er deceive thee;
I could never, never leave thee.
Ne'er till my cheek grow pale,
And my heart pulses fail,
And my last breath grieve thee.
Can I ever, ever leave thee!


[He blushes a little pink and looks directly at the dark figure at the bar throughout the song.]