fandomtownies | Caritas, Wednesday Evening [OPEN]

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"Hey everybody, I'm John and I'm going to sing 'You Only Live Once.' Uh..here goes nothing!

Some people think they're always right
Others are quiet and uptight
Others they seem so very nice nice nice nice (oh-ho)
Inside they might feel sad and wrong (oh no)

Twenty-nine different attributes
Only seven that you like
Twenty ways to see the world (oh-ho)
Twenty ways to start a fight (oh-ho)

Oh don't don't don't get up
I can't see the sunshine
I'll be waiting for you, baby
Cause I'm through
Sit me down
Shut me up
I'll calm down
And I'll get along with you

Oh men don't notice what they got
Oh when they think they’re down on luck
A thousand ways to please your man (oh-ho)
And neither one requires a plan (I know)

Countless odd religions, too
It doesn't matter which you choose (oh no)
One stubborn way to turn your back (oh-ho)
I've guess I tried and I refuse (oh-ho)

Oh don't don't don't get up
I can't see the sunshine
I'll be waiting for you, baby
Cause I'm through
Sit me down
Shut me up
I'll calm down
And I'll get along with you
Alright

Shut me up
Shut me up
And I'll get along with you

Annette stood up and clapped loudly, whistling, "WoooHooo! Yeah!"

Annette kind of waved her hand, then settled it on her hip. Blushing and grinning, she cleared her throat and began to sing.

My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard,
And they're like
It's better than yours,
Damn right it's better than yours,
I can teach you,
But I have to charge

I know you want it,
The thing that makes me,
What the guys go crazy for.
They lose their minds,
The way I wind,
I think its time...

She repeated only this part of the song cause it's all she knew. And she repeated it like ten times. Once she got up there, hey, it was fun!

"YAY! Okay! I'm done! Wooohooo!"

John was floored. That song, that shirt. He managed a strangled, "Wooot! Go Annette!"

Ronan spoke softly to the band for a moment before turning back to face the rest of the bar. "Uh, hi. This felt appropriate, so, yeah." His smooth tenor glides across the words as the zombie band underscored with a softer, mellow rendition of the song kinda like Tori Amos with Smells Like Teen Spirit.

Another head hangs lowly,
Child is slowly taken.
And the violence caused such silence,
Who are we mistaken?

But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying...

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou...

Another mother's breakin',
Heart is taking over.
When the vi'lence causes silence,
We must be mistaken.

It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen.
In your head, in your head they're still fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are dying...

In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh,
Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh, ya, ya-a...

"Awesome!" John thought that was a great song for Ronan to sing.

Jarod, in a fit of silliness brought on by trying to stave off the upcoming departure of his girlfriend from Fandom, trying to cheer up said girlfriend, and one too many viewings of a certain movie about unemployed steelworking strippers, hopped up on stage.

It was probably best not to ask where he got the cowboy hat.

He cleared his throat, "Good evening. I hope you're all having fun, and am suddenly glad this isn't rotten tomato night. Anyway..."

Jarod pitched his voice a bit lower, and sang:

Baby, take off your coat, real slow.
Baby, take off your shoes. I'll help you take off your shoes.
Baby, take off your dress. Yes, yes, yes.

He winked at Jaye, then slid off his overshirt, so he was left in a wifebeater and jeans.

You can leave your hat on.
You can leave your hat on.
You can leave your hat on.

He dropped the shirt to the floor and strutted upstage to the zombies, who were rolling their eyes at him.

Go over there, turn on the light. No, all the lights.
Come back here, stand on the chair. Ooh, baby, that's right!
Raise your arms in the air, now shake 'em.

And then there was dancing, involving hips and swiveling.

You give me reason to live.
You give me reason to live.
You give me reason to live.
You can leave your hat on!

He reached for the hem of his undershirt, pulled it over his head without disturbing the hat (don't ask how), then grinned at Jaye.

Suspicious minds are talking. That's right, they'll tear us apart.
They don't believe in this love of ours.
They don't know what love is.
They don't know what love is.
I know what love is.
You can leave your hat on.
You can

And then he bowed. Hat still on.

Best EVER.

There's even wolf whistling. A lot.

Parker... was gaping. And then laughing. And hoping like hell that Jaye appreciated this as much as she did.

Yeah, like that was difficult.

Parker had finally finished her frothy drink, sobered up enough to know this was the last time she was probably going to do this, and do it anyway.

I took a walk in the rain one day
on the wrong side of the tracks
I stood on the rails till I saw that train
Just to see how my heart would react
Now some people say that you shouldn't tempt fate
And for them I would not disagree
But I never learned nothing from playing it safe
I say fate should not tempt me

And a smile for the audience, because she's gotta believe it's true.

I take my chances, I don't mind working without a net
I take my chances, I take my chances every chance I get

I sat alone in the dark one night,
tuning in by remote
I found a preacher who spoke of the light
but there was brimstone in his throat
He'd show me the way according to him in return for my personal check
I flipped my channel back to CNN and I lit another cigarette

Too bad she doesn't have one, but the drink glass saluting the bar works just as well.

I take my chances, forgiveness doesn't come with a debt
I take my chances, I take my chances every chance I get

I've crossed lines of words and wire and both have cut me deep
I've been frozen out and I've been on fire and the tears are mine to weep
Now I can cry until I laugh and laugh until I cry
So cut the deck right in half, I'll play from either side

I take my chances, I pay my dollar and I place my bet
I take my chances, I take my chances every chance I get
I take my chances, I don't cling to remorse or regret
I take my chances, I take my chances every chance I get
I take my chances

I take my chances

And a bow to Caritas, wishing Lorne were here, and a whispered good-bye.

.

Lana stopped in for a drink and maybe a little company while she tried to decide whether she wanted to go watch the movie in the park or head home and sit out by the campfire.

"Good evening, Lana," he smiled at her, "What can I get for you?"

The Band

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The Bar

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