(Rancho) Caritas: Open

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne is dressed once again in his sequined cowboy outfit and cowboy hat.

"Yee-Haw Partners! It's C&W night at Rancho Caritas! Come on down and sing about losing your lover, truck and dog to twangy music! Wahoo!"

[OOC: Other songs are always welcome. The Host is in!]

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The Lounge

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Sit here or move along little dogies!

Re: The Lounge

[fh_jackass]

"Well, isn't this charming?" Logan said. He ran a hand over one of the red velvet cushions.

Re: The Lounge

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

"It's...I dunno, it's got a certain flair. Like, I think it's deliberately tacky," Rory shrugged from beside him. "It's a nice place, though, decor aside."

Re: The Lounge

[romanywitch]

Jenny saw a couple of kids she didn't know. Students, presumably. She smiled at them and took a seat with a good view of the stage.

Re: The Lounge

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

Rory smiled in return, and tried to figure out where she had see the woman before. She crossed the few feet over to her.

"Are you the new psych teacher?" she asked, squinting in recognition, and then promptly blushed. "Sorry, that was rude. I mean, um, hi."

Re: The Lounge

[sooo_cute]

It's always good to check out the hip new places, so Quinn does. And it's been long enough after opening to know it's hip, so she doesn't end up known as the loser who checked out the place that ended up sucking.

Re: The Lounge

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

Lorne approaches Quinn in his cowboy outfit.

"Hey there cowgirl! What can a singing cowboy do to get you on stage to sing?"

Re: The Lounge

[wannabelawyer.livejournal.com]

Lindsey walked in with Piper. He'd wanted to check this place out, and he certainly couldn't pass up country night at a karaoke bar.

((ooc:hehehe))

Re: The Lounge

[absolutesnark]

"What are you gonna sing?" Piper asked curiously.

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[chasingangela]

Angela and Marty walk in and sit down on a loveseat in thr lounge.

"I feel like I practically live here lately," Angela says, but she doesn't sound like she thinks this is a bad thing.

Re: The Lounge

[auroryborealis.livejournal.com]

After dealing with Lorne (http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomtownies/424168.html), Rory came back to Caritas to find Logan.

The Bar

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

No tears in these beers!

Re: The Bar

[romanywitch]

Jenny comes in and orders a Long Island Iced Tea from Tino, then walks toward the lounge.

Re: The Bar

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

The Tick walked in with Lockheed on his shoulder. He ordered a milk for himself "And keep them coming," he told Tino, and a Purple Dragon for Lockheed.

Tick sat down at the bar, clearly thinking about Things.

Lockheed flew off toward the stage.

Re: The Bar

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia came in sat at the bar. "Hi, I'll have a vodka sour please."

Re: The Bar

[prof-cregg.livejournal.com]

[CJ comes in, smiling shyly at Lorne and sits at the bar.]

The Stage

[karaoke-lizard.livejournal.com]

While the Zombie Band is wearing Cowboy outfits, they'll take any song request you may have.

Re: The Stage

[apocalypsesoon.livejournal.com]

John strutwalks to the stage.

The opening strains start up, all trumpety, and then John sings.

Love is a burning thing,
can change into a firy ring.
Bound for wild desire
I fell into a ring of fire.

I fell into a burning ring of fire.
I went down down down
and the flames went higher.
And it burns burns burns,
that ring of fire,
that ring of fire.

They say that love is sweet
when hearts like ours meet.
I fell for you like a child.
Oh but the fire went wild.

I fell into a burning ring of fire.
I went down down down
and the flames went higher.
And it burns burns burns,
that ring of fire,
that ring of fire.

I fell into a burning ring of fire.
I went down down down
and the flames went higher.
And it burns burns burns,
that ring of fire,
that ring of fire.

I fell into a burning ring of fire.
I went down down down
and the flames they went higher.
And it burns burns burns,
that ring of fire,
that ring of fire.
And it burns burns burns,
that ring of fire,
that ring of fire.

Re: The Stage

[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

Getting into the theme of the night, Lockheed cued the Zombie Band to play Hank Williams's "Settin' the Woods on Fire" as he took the stage. He began to sing (in Dragon, as always).

Comb your hair and paint and powder you act proud and I'll act prouder
You sing loud and I'll sing louder tonight we're settin' the woods on fire
You're my gal and I'm your feller dress up in my frock and yeller
I'll look swell but you'll look sweller settin' the woods on fire
We'll take in all the honky tonks tonight we're having fun
We'll show the folks a brand new dance that never has been done
I don't care who thinks we're silly you'll be daffy I'll be dilly
We'll order up two bowls of chili settin' the woods on fire

I'll gas up my hot rod stoker we'll get hotter than a poker
You'll be broke but I'll be broker tonight we're settin' the woods on fire
We'll sit close to one another up our street and down the other
Tonight we'll have ball oh brother settin' the woods on fire
We'll put aside a little time to fix a flat or two
My trey and tubes are doin' fine but the air is showin' through
You clap hands and I'll start howlin' we'll do all the law's allowin'
Tomorrow I'll be right back plowin' settin' the woods on fire

Re: The Stage

[fh_jackass]

Logan looked out on the crowd and flashed them a wide smile, then sang (mostly in tune):

I hear the train a comin'; it's rollin' 'round the bend,
And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when.
I'm stuck at Folsom Prison and time keeps draggin' on.
But that train keeps rollin' on down to San Antone.

When I was just a baby, my mama told me, "Son,
Always be a good boy; don't ever play with guns."
But I shot a man in Reno, just to watch him die.
When I hear that whistle blowin' I hang my head and cry.

I bet there's rich folk eatin' in a fancy dining car.
They're prob'ly drinkin' coffee and smokin' big cigars,
But I know I had it comin', I know I can't be free,
But those people keep a movin', and that's what tortures me.

Well, if they freed me from this prison, if that railroad train was mine,
I bet I'd move on over a little farther down the line,
Far from Folsom Prison, that's where I want to stay,
And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.


Song here

Re: The Stage

[sooo_cute]

Quinn gets onstage, because she likes when people pay attention to her.

Some boys kiss me, some boys hug me
I think they’re o.k.
If they don’t give me proper credit
I just walk away

They can beg and they can plead
But they can’t see the light, that’s right
’cause the boy with the cold hard cash
Is always mister right, ’cause we are

Living in a material world
And I am a material girl
You know that we are living in a material world
And I am a material girl

Some boys romance, some boys slow dance
That’s all right with me
If they can’t raise my interest then i
Have to let them be

Some boys try and some boys lie but
I don’t let them play
Only boys who save their pennies
Make my rainy day, ’cause they are

Living in a material world
And I am a material girl
You know that we are living in a material world
And I am a material girl

Living in a material world
Living in a material world

Boys may come and boys may go
And that’s all right you see
Experience has made me rich
And now they’re after me, ’cause everybody’s

Living in a material world
And I am a material girl
You know that we are living in a material world
And I am a material girl

A material, a material, a material, a material world

Living in a material world
Living in a material world

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[bugofjustice.livejournal.com]

At The Tick's prompting, Lockheed flies to the stage once again. (Once More, In Dragon)

/Big wheels keep on turning
Carry me home to see my kin
Singing songs about the Southland
I miss Alabamy once again
And I think its a sin, yes

Well I heard mister Young sing about her
Well, I heard ole Neil put her down
Well, I hope Neil Young will remember
A Southern man don't need him around anyhow

Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you

In Birmingham they love the governor
Now we all did what we could do
Now Watergate does not bother me
Does your conscience bother you?
Tell the truth

Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Here I come Alabama

Now Muscle Shoals has got the Swampers
And they've been known to pick a song or two
Lord they get me off so much
They pick me up when I'm feeling blue
Now how about you?

Sweet home Alabama
Where the skies are so blue
Sweet Home Alabama
Lord, I'm coming home to you

Sweet home Alabama
Oh sweet home baby
Where the skies are so blue
And the governor's true
Sweet Home Alabama
Lordy
Lord, I'm coming home to you
Yea, yea Montgomery's got the answer/

Re: The Stage

[wannabelawyer.livejournal.com]

Lindsey got up on the stage, had a quick discussion with the Zombie Band and started his song. He was obviously having fun being up on the stage.

My daddy left home when I was three
And he didn't leave much to ma and me
Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
But the meanest thing that he ever did
Was before he left, he went and named me "Sue."

Well, he must o' thought that is quite a joke
And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named "Sue."

Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
But I made a vow to the moon and stars
That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
And kill that man who gave me that awful name.

Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
At an old saloon on a street of mud,
There at a table, dealing stud,
Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me "Sue."

Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
He was big and bent and gray and old,
And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
And I said: "My name is 'Sue!' How do you do!
Now your gonna die!!"

Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
And he went down, but to my surprise,
He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
But I busted a chair right across his teeth
And we crashed through the wall and into the street
Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.

I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
But I really can't remember when,
He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.

And he said: "Son, this world is rough
And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
So I give ya that name and I said goodbye
I knew you'd have to get tough or die
And it's the name that helped to make you strong."

He said: "Now you just fought one hell of a fight
And I know you hate me, and you got the right
To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
Cause I'm the son-of-a-bitch that named you "Sue.'"

I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
And I came away with a different point of view.
And I think about him, now and then,
Every time I try and every time I win,
And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
Bill or George! Anything but Sue!

"Or Lindsey." He added at the end, smirking.

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[romanywitch]

"The Dark Night of the Soul," Jenny tells the Zombie Band.

Upon a darkened night
the flame of love was burning in my breast
And by a lantern bright
I fled my house while all in quiet rest

Shrouded by the night
And by the secret stair I quickly fled
The veil concealed my eyes
while all within lay quiet as the dead

Oh night thou was my guide
of night more loving than the rising sun
Oh night that joined the lover
to the beloved one
transforming each of them into the other

Upon that misty night
in secrecy, beyond such mortal sight
Without a guide or light
than that which burned so deeply in my heart
That fire t'was led me on
and shone more bright than of the midday sun
To where he waited still
it was a place where no one else could come

Oh night thou was my guide
of night more loving than the rising sun
Oh night that joined the lover
to the beloved one
transforming each of them into the other

Within my pounding heart
which kept itself entirely for him
He fell into his sleep
beneath the cedars all my love I gave
From o'er the fortress walls
the wind would his hair against his brow
And with its smoothest hand
caressed my every sense it would allow

Oh night thou was my guide
of night more loving than the rising sun
Oh night that joined the lover
to the beloved one
transforming each of them into the other

I lost myself to him
and laid my face upon my lover's breast
And care and grief grew dim
as in the morning's mist became the light
There they dimmed amongst the lilies fair
there they dimmed amongst the lilies fair
there they dimmed amongst the lilies fair

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[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"Hope you folks don't mind... but I'm breaking format tonight..."

Marty sighs as the music starts.


U don't have 2 be beautiful
2 turn me on
I just need your body baby
From dusk till dawn
U don't need experience
2 turn me out
U just leave it all up 2 me
I'm gonna show u what it's all about

U don't have 2 be rich
2 be my girl
U don't have 2 be cool
2 rule my world
Ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with
I just want your extra time and your

Kiss

U got to not talk dirty, baby
If u wanna impress me
U can't be 2 flirty, mama
I know how 2 undress me (Yeah)
I want 2 be your fantasy
Maybe u could be mine
U just leave it all up to me
We could have a good time

U don't have 2 be rich
2 be my girl
U don't have 2 be cool
2 rule my world
Ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with
I just want your extra time and your

Kiss

Yes
I think I wanna dance
Gotta, Gotta
Little girl Wendy's parade
Gotta, gotta, gotta

Women not girls rule my world
I said they rule my world
Act your age, mama (Not your shoe size)
Not your shoe size
Maybe we could do the twirl
U don't have 2 watch Dynasty
2 have an attitude
U just leave it all up 2 me
My love will be your food
Yeah

U don't have 2 be rich
2 be my girl
U don't have 2 be cool
2 rule my world
Ain't no particular sign I'm more compatible with
I just want your extra time and your

(Lackluster kissy noises)

Kiss