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Hauntress of the Havens
Join Date: Mar 2003
Location: IN it, but not OF it
Posts: 2,538
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Hi, I'm back with a part of the song On My Own, from the musical Les Miserables...in Gollum's voice.
And now I'm all alone again Nowhere to go no one to turn to Without a home, without a friend With the White Face to say hello to And now the night is near Now I can make believe he's here Sometimes I walk alone at night When everybody else is sleeping I think of It and then I'm happy With the company I'm keeping The hobbits go to bed And I can live inside my head On my own, pretending It's beside me All alone, I walk with It till morning Without It, I feel His Eye around me And when I lose it again I close my eyes And It has found me And I know it's only in my mind That I'm talking to myself and not to It And although I know that It is blind Still I say, there's a way for us I love It, but when the night is over It is gone, the fishy's just a fishy Without It, the world around me changes The trees are bare and everywhere The ways are full of Rangers I love It, but every day I'm learning All my life I've only been pretending Without me, Its world will go on turning A world that's full of happiness That I have never known I love It I love It I love It But only on my own |
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Alive without breath
Join Date: Jan 2003
Location: On A Cold Wind To Valhalla
Posts: 5,912
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So, despite what the critics were saying, Hookbill was through to the next round. Controversial. Surly his luck wouldn't hold out for much longer. This had to be the very last song! People's ears were sure to be bleeding by now!
"Hello, again, here is a song about... well... everything, really. It's called, Immigrant Song!" Aaaahhh, ah! Aaaahhh, ah! We come from the land of the Dark Lord's snow, From the midnight sun where the Dragons blow. The hammer called Grond, will drive our Orcs to new lands, To fight the horde, singing and crying: Valinor, I am coming! On we sweep with threshing sword, our only goal will be the blackened dawn! Aaaahhhh, ah! Aaaaahhh, ah! We come from the land of the Dark Lord's snow, From the midnight sun where the Dragons blow. How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore, Of how we came wirth tides of war. We are your overlords. On we sweep with threshing sword, our only goal will be the blackened dawn! So now you'd better stop rebuilding all your ruins, For war and doom can win the day despite of all your losing. **** All was slient. Untill... BOOM! A grenade hit Hookbill square on the chin and he is sent flying into the back of the stage. To the horror of the audience he is still alive and dragged to the hospital, having his head bashed on anything that passed on the way.
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Byronic Brand
Join Date: Mar 2005
Location: The 1590s
Posts: 2,778
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I'm returning with a version of Mrs Robinson, retitled Earendilson, as featured in the hit film "The Graduate". I will sing in the voice of Maglor, then in the last verse in the voice of Elrond. Harp accompaniment, plus guitar...
Earendilson And here’s to you, Earendilson Maglor loves you more than you will know (Wo wo wo) Manwe bless you, Earendilson Valmar holds a place for those who sail (Hey hey hey – hey hey hail) I’d like to know a little bit about you for laments You tried to help me learn to help myself Look around you, all you see are sympathetic eyes Stroll around valleys until you feel at home And here’s to you, Earendilson Maglor loves you more than you will know (Wo wo wo) Varda bless you, Earendilson Valmar holds a place for those who sail (Hey hey hey – hey hey hail) Hide them in a hidden vale where no one ever goes Put them in your Last House with your great hope It’s a little secret, just Earendilson's affair Most of all you’ve got to hide it from the kids Coo coo ca choo, Earendilson Maglor loves you more than you will know (Wo wo wo) Mandos bless you, Feanorion Valmar holds a place for those who sail (Hey hey hey – hey hey hail) Sitting on a Council on a stormy afternoon Going to the Istari’s debate Laugh about it, shout about it When I’ve got to choose Ev’ry way you look at it I lose Where have you gone, Joe diMagloro? An elfdom turns its lonely eyes to you (Woo woo woo) What’s that you say, Feanorion ‘Mad Maglor’ has left and gone away? (Hey hey hey – hey hey hey)
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