Network

Someone told me
It's all happening at the zoo.
I do believe it,
I do believe it's true.

Mmmmm. Mmmmm. Whoooa. Mmmmm.

It's a light and tumble journey
From the East Side to the park;
Just a fine and fancy ramble
To the zoo.

But you can take the crosstown bus
If it's raining or it's cold,
And the animals will love it
If you do.
If you do.

( Something tells me It's all happening at the zoo )

♫ You got to keep it up and don't give up
And chase your dreams and you will find
All in time

And all the children walking home past the factories
Can see the light that's shining in my window as I write this song to you
And all the cars running fast along the interstate
Can feel that love that radiates, illuminating what I know is true

That all will be well
Even after all the promises you've broken to yourself
All will be well
You can ask me how but only time will tell ♫

...Oh god. Why couldn't I have kept singing in Gaelic? What part of my brain was holding on Sir Mix-a-Lot lyrics??


So your girlfriend rolls a Honda, playin' workout tapes by Fonda
But Fonda ain't got a motor in the back of her Honda

NO!

Pyro Pyromania ma ma mania
Pyro Pyromania ma ma mania

I must confess
A thousand degrees
Bring out the beast inside of me
Don't be afraid
Go into the place
It's gonna melt your fears away

I'm gonna get this fire started
Impossible for you to breath
The temperatures rising up (up, so hot)
And I'm burning up

Pyromania
Pyromania ow
Pyromania
Ah ah ow
Pyromania
Pyromania
Ow ow owww

Epona Epona soba ni oide
Futari de ireba sabishiku nan ka nai

Dakara Epona koko ni ite
Omae dake o mamotte ageru

Koushite iru to omoi dasu
Ano hi no yoake
Tsuki ga shizumi taiyou to
Omae ga umareta



...Woah wait. I know Japanese??

You told me something that scared me to death
Don’t take me home
I can’t face that yet
I’m ashamed that I’m barely human
And I’m ashamed that I don’t have a heart you can break
I’m just action
And other times reaction

All I owe
All I owe
Are the strides I spend to the finish line
All I owe
All I owe
Are the strides I spend to the finish line
And I’ll give you those
Just don’t make me go home

Give me something to remember

Hello Father, hello Mama,
Here I am in California
Lots of singers, lots of starlets
And sometimes the sky will turn a lovely scarlet

I went walking, roller skating,
Then the earth, it started quaking
Creepy old guy hitting on me
And the people here dream about being ponies

Take me home, oh Mommy, Daddy
Take me home, to Downton Abbey
Don't leave me in California
Where I might get eaten by a ghost

~ i finally found the reason
why everything i feel inside
feelings that i can not hide
tell me that it's love

got me acting kind of strange
like i'm on a different plane
never thought i could explain
but i know that it's love

i finally found the reason why
rainbow colors fill the air
people always stop and stare
now that i'm with you ~


I'M IN SUCH A GOOD MOOD YOU GUYS!!!!!

♪ I hear the rapture's coming, they say He'll be here soon
Right now there's demons crawling all around my room
They say He lives within me, they say for me He died
And now I hear His footsteps almost every night ♪

I have been attempting to get a certain song out of my head all day, and wound up singing some kind of mash-up on loop. Like this:

♪ Domo Arigato, Mister Roboto

Makes me dance,
Brings me up,
Brings me down,
Plays it sweet,
Makes me move like a freak

Mister--Domo!

Makes me dance,
Brings me up,
Brings me down,
Plays it sweet,
Makes me move like a freak

Mister Saxobeat!

Domo! yeah, mmm yeah, mmm yeah, mmm yeah...
Domo! yeah, mmm yeah, mmm yeah, mmm yeah... ♪

You're welcome. Because I know you all wanted to have it stuck in your heads too.

( not filtered, cut for length )

The singing is far too cheery for me. Everyone seems to be singing of love, or of pain, or of joy, or of death. Too much singing.

The worst parts are the dancing, of course. Watching customers come in and do a five part harmony and musical number around the shelves was mildly horrifying.

It is a bit more than I can take. I am thinking of not opening tomorrow if this is still going on. Perhaps this will pass quickly, and the sound of music can once again be just a terrible idea fading in the night.

Straight in, suck up and go,
Cool it, swallow, swallow
Breathe deep, take it all
It comes cheap
Push it through the doors
Because in between the lines
I'm gonna pack more lines
So I can get in
Ooh traffic jam got more cars
Than a beach got sand
Suck it up, suck it up, suck it up,
Fill it up until no more
I'm no crazy creep, I've got it coming
To me because I'm not satisfied
The hunger keeps on growing
I eat too much
I drink too much
I want too much
Too much

...ugh.

( Not filtered, just cut because of lyrics pertaining to domestic abuse. )

So seriously, network? I think we can all agree that the drama we just had sucks and anybody who'd believe, well, almost any of the Skeeter stories is probably insane. So, you know, this has totally been in my head for you guys, and well, Cosette's Dad, Cosette, guys, other people that I don't know who shit happened to and it completely sucks, I've got something to offer you:

So no one told you life was going to be this way.
Your job's a joke, you're broke, you're love life's DOA.
It's like you're always stuck in second gear,
Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year.

But, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.
I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.
I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.

So yeah, network. You guys have been a really BIG source of support and shit and I'll do the same if you want to talk or whatever else? Cosette's Dad, seriously, even if you have a secret past that's none of our business, I don't think any of us love you any less. I mean you took a bunch of crazy college kids, who are pretty weird and kinda obnoxious if you don't know us, into your house, let me have an Oscar party and just sort of went with it and were really really awesome. So uh, we still love you and you're still you and everything. And everybody else that got targeted? I pretty much love all of you too. This network is like a really weird dysfunctional family so, you know. If you want to talk or something...

*and there he is humming again before the entry ends*

Good mornin', good mornin'!
Sunbeams will soon smile through,
Good mornin', good mornin', to you,
And you, and you, and you.

No idea whats going on, no idea where the damn place is or where it's from but, seriously. Has my name in it so can't be too bad!

How do you do my name's Gavroche!
These are my people, here's my patch!
Not much to look at nothing posh!
Nothing that you'd call up to scratch
This is my school my high society
Here in the slums of Sam Michelle
We live off crums of Humble Pieoty
Tough on the teeth but what the hell!
Think your poor? Think your free?
Follow me! Follow me!

Yobeba Violence
akuma no Lost Shot
inoreba Respect
SHIKKU na Lost Shock

AREKORE itta tte DAME nan da mon
Trouble daraka no War City
SHINOGONO itta tte MURI nan da mon
Minus darake no Bad Sight

BAANINGU yasashisa ja kawaranai yuki kou yokan
tokai ni tobasu Sixth Sence
MAAZU FUREIMU SUNAIPAA
atashi honoo no Messenger
atashi honoo no Messenger

What is this place
filled with so many wonders?
Casting its spell
That I am now under

Squirrels in the trees
and the cute little bunnies
Birds flying free
and bees with their honey

Hooooonneeeeeeey!

Oooh, what a magical place
and I owe it all to the Pegasus race
If I knew the ground had so much up its sleeve
I'd have come here sooner, and never leave

Yes, I love everythiiiiing!

They say it's human nature, wars will be fought and innocents will be killed.
And every soul we lose is yet another mission unfulfilled.
Meanwhile it seems like I'm the only living person who knows
exactly how the story goes. The answer's right in front of our nose.

My friend, humanity, stop this insanity,
Put a drop of vanilla behind each ear
and you'll smell like a cookie all day.
Yes, you'll smell like a cookie all day.

♫ Many times I loved
Many times been bitten
Many times I've gazed
Along the open road.

Many times I've lied
Many times I've listened
Many times I've wondered
How much there is to know.

Many dreams come true
And some have silver linings
I live for my dream
And a pocketful of gold.

Mellow is the man
Who knows what he's been missing
Many many men
Can't see the open road.

Many is a word
That only leaves you guessing
Guessing 'bout a thing
You really ought to know
You really ought to know♫

♫ however far away
i will always love you
however long i stay
i will always love you
whatever words i say
i will always love you ♫

♫ Sleep like dead men
Wake up like dead men
And when the sun comes
Try not to hate the light
Someday we'll try
To walk upright ♫

And in the dream you held a gun.
You killed off all who hurt you,
and left me there the only one
who would not dare desert you.
I'm safe here growing in the shade,
away from all your brightness.

Something very odd is going on, and this feels like the strange sort of thing that only happens in the OC. Music doesn't just happen. Not like that. It could be something weird, or something fun, but, you know, we don't know. So, well, that means we need to probably figure it out. And fast.

I've got a theory
That it's a demon
A dancing demon - nyehh, something isn't right there...

♫ I wanna love you, but I better not touch
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you, but I want it too much
I wanna taste you, but your lips are venomous poison ♫

We could be heroes. Just for one day.

Venti Mooooocha, Nonfat, noooo whip, with an extra shot of espressooooo

...was my song this morning. Guess you had to be there.

♪ What is this feeling, so sudden and new?
I felt the moment I laid eyes on you
My pulse is rushing, my head is reeling
My face is flushing - what is this feeling?
Fervid as a flame, does it have a name?
Yes - loathing! Unadulterated loathing! ♫

Well that was one of the most interesting business meetings I've been to in...well ever honestly.

Though I do think I may be scarred for life by the image of singing and dancing business men trying to rhyme about investments and current stock exchange positions; 'when looking at our financial assets, we must not forget to enjoy the sunsets' was one particularly unfortunate 'lyric'.