Submitted by Kaarin on Sun, 01/25/2004 - 12:13
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"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, I'm Vic Meranti."
*applause*
"Keep clapping. There's a fly loose in the room, and one of you is bound to hit it.
"I'm pleased to announce that the wonderfull folks here have just got a smashing new idea. They've decided to open up a karaoke bar, and have yours truely hosting. There's nothing like giving your pipes a good workout when you've got lots of pent-up feeling inside that just needs to get out. So take a load off, relax, sing."
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The Karaoke Lounge
Vic pushes James Gates out onto the stage. "Come on, pally. We know you're confused, so you might as well sing it. You don't have to say who; anyone with eyes can see."
James shakes his head slowly, and humours the old man by bouncing off into song.
The Way - Clay Aiken
There's something about the way you look tonight
There's something about the way that I can’t take my eyes off you
There's something about the way your lips invite
Maybe it’s the way that I get nervous when you're around
And I want you to be mine
And if you need a reason why
It’s in the way that you move me
And the way that you tease me
The way that I want you tonight
It’s in the way that you hold me
And in the way that you know me
When I can’t find the right words to say
You feel it in the way
Oh oh feel it in the way
It’s something about how you stay on my mind
It’s something about the way that
I whisper your name when I’m asleep oh girl
Maybe it’s the look you get in your eyes
Maybe it’s the way that makes me feel to see you smile
And the reasons they may change
But what I’m feeling stays the same
It’s in the way that you move me
And the way that you tease me
The way that I want you tonight (tonight)
It’s in the way that you hold me
And the way that you know me
When I can’t find the right words to say
You feel it in the way
Oh oh feel it in the way
I can’t put my fingers on
Just what it is that makes me
Love you, you baby
So don’t ask me to describe
I get all choked up inside
Just thinking about the way
It’s in the way that you move me
And the way that you tease me
The way that I want you tonight (tonight)
It’s in the way that you hold me
And the way that you know me
When I can’t find the right words to say
You feel it in the way
Oh oh feel it in the way
It’s in the way that you move me
And the way that you tease me
The way that I want you tonight (tonight)
It’s in the way that you hold me
And the way that you know me
When I can’t find the right words to say
You feel it in the way
Oh oh feel it in the way
It’s something about the way you look tonight
There is nothing more to say that I feel it in the way
The Karaoke Lounge
Sydney strolls up to the mic and picks it up, as the music starts she looks up at the audience.
Under The Gun - Warlock
Tell me no secrets and I'll tell you no lies
The future has been twisted and rehearsed for its demise
The warning lights are flashin' and they're circlin' in the sky
But no one feels the sinner's blow it's right before their eyes
The wicked watch their heroes with evil on their minds
While reaching out for heaven's gate, their shots ring through the night
Hellbent for thunder we are racin' with the time
But no one knows which way to go and no one knows to try
Five million reasons with ten million pieces to go
Wheelers and dealers with nothin' but dreams of control
I believe, we're under the gun
I believe, we're under the gun
Sold out to madness
Prisoners of sadness
I believe we're under the gun
We're under the gun
In the land of milk and money the devil has his spies
While workin' undercover they all keep a watchful eye
They're building up the underworld, they're rotten to the bone
And crossin' out the others, while they're sellin' out their own
Five million reasons and ten million pieces to go
Wheelers and dealers with nothin' but dreams of control
I believe we're under the gun
I believe we're under the gun
Sold out to madness
Prisoners of sadness
Oh I believe we're under the gun
We're under the gun
Five million reasons with ten million pieces to go
Wheelers and dealers with nothin' but dreams of control
I believe we're under the gun
I believe we're under the gun
Sold out to madness
Prisoners of sadness
Sold out to madness
Prisoners of sadness
I believe we're under the gun