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05 [Video] The no lips blues
Why?! Why oh why?!
[Brooke can be seen on screen trying to blow into a harmonica... but.]
Oh the tragedy... the TRAGEDY!! Yohohoho! I cannot play the blues about not having any lips, if I cannot play the harmonica to go with it. And I can't play the Harmonica without lips! Oh the ironic tragedy!
[He's laughing so hard, but also crying buckets.]
I guess I'm finally paying my dues,
Because I got the no lips blues!
I tried to play a harmonica,
Cause it sounds awful sweet,
But I cannot play without lips,
And that isn't very neat.
I don't have a saxaphone,
And guitar just won't quite work,
And complaining I don't have lips,
Just makes me sound like a big jerk!
Oh, I don't want to whine,
Complain, Refute, or Shout,
But without any lips,
I should just get the heck out,
Yeah I can only lose,
For singing this kinda blues,
Cause baby, baby, baby!
I got the... nooooooooooo lips blues!
[And with the end of his song, Brooke crashes his head into his desk.]
(OOC: So Brooke is addicted to the blues for Smoker's chip event. So roughly half his tags will be sung in the blues.)
[Brooke can be seen on screen trying to blow into a harmonica... but.]
Oh the tragedy... the TRAGEDY!! Yohohoho! I cannot play the blues about not having any lips, if I cannot play the harmonica to go with it. And I can't play the Harmonica without lips! Oh the ironic tragedy!
[He's laughing so hard, but also crying buckets.]
I guess I'm finally paying my dues,
Because I got the no lips blues!
I tried to play a harmonica,
Cause it sounds awful sweet,
But I cannot play without lips,
And that isn't very neat.
I don't have a saxaphone,
And guitar just won't quite work,
And complaining I don't have lips,
Just makes me sound like a big jerk!
Oh, I don't want to whine,
Complain, Refute, or Shout,
But without any lips,
I should just get the heck out,
Yeah I can only lose,
For singing this kinda blues,
Cause baby, baby, baby!
I got the... nooooooooooo lips blues!
[And with the end of his song, Brooke crashes his head into his desk.]
(OOC: So Brooke is addicted to the blues for Smoker's chip event. So roughly half his tags will be sung in the blues.)
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Miss you've been awfully quiet,
And I don't mean no disrespect,
But when you look like your gonna talk but don't,
I don't know what to expect!
Oh, you're silence wounds my heart,
That should be beating in my chest,
But I haven't got anything there,
And I think you know the rest!
Yohohoho! That joke was kinda of fun,
Yohohoho! This song is almost done,
So miss, please don't be so quiet,
Or you're sure to drive me mad,
Actually, I think I have gone crazy,
Cause I love the Blues Real Bad!
Yohohoho!
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..... How are you moving and talking?
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Well you see there wolfy Lady,
I ate this real cursed fruit,
It tasted so utterly nasty,
That I'd rather eat a boot,
This fruit was so wretched,
It tasted a bit like tar,
But it brought me back to life,
So I can rock this guitar!
Ohhhh yeaaah,
That fruit was weird it's truuuue,
Because you see pretty lady,
I got, the devil fruit bluuues!
Yohohoho!
[OMG I CAN'T STOP! O_O]
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Because I talk with my soul,
I don't need my eyes,
So I've only got these two holes,
Yeah I don't need anything,
To keep me well alive,
Except for my soul,
Cause without it I am deprived!
Oh yeaaaah,
My soul is talented it's truuue,
Oh hey bob oh rebop!
I've got the Soooooooul Blues! Yohohoho!
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You're silly!
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Your laughter is so sweet,
Much like a blueberry jam,
It makes me feel warm and fuzzy,
Like I was hugging a lamb,
I wish that all the world,
Could laugh like you do,
Because then people wouldn't feel so bad,
And singing the blues!
Oh baby,
I know it's sad but it's true,
With the way things are,
I'm gonna be singing the bluuuuues!
Yohohoho!
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It makes me feel real chilly,
It can make you slip and fall,
Which makes you look just kinda silly,
Ice is only water,
But without a few degrees,
It's temperature's so low,
It will cause things to freeze!
Oh yeaaaaah,
People should really get a clue,
Cause you're cool as ice,
And baby this, is the icy cold bluuuuues!
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You're an idiot.
[See? He hides it so well!]
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When he sees this silly scene,
He really hates all pirates,
Cause he think's they're obscene.
But he really likes the blues,
Because it speaks to his soul,
So he's thinking Brooke just keep on singing,
I think you're finally on a roll!
Oh Looooord,
We're both addicted it's true,
But I can't stop singing,
Because I know, we both love the bluuuuues!
Hit it baby!
[And Brooke is going into his guitar solo now]
So when you hear me play,
You might say I'm pretty dumb,
But I know deep inside,
This is the tune you'll hum,
You can't help this feeling,
That's rising in your heart,
The blues speaks to you baby,
Even if it tears you apart!
Oh yeaaaah,
Smoker keep drinking your booze,
As for me I'll keep on singing,
Cause I am in love with the bluuuues! YOHOHOHO!!!
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Now if you only sold this on your TDs.
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[Totally hears the opposite there Smoker.]
Which was your favorite?
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To admit he likes my songs,
He thinks he can deny it,
But we all know that's just wrong,
He's probably just too shy,
To admit it to me now,
But he'll love it till the day he dies,
Even if he doesn't know how!
Uh huuuuuh,
He'll want to kick me real soon,
But he'll keep on thinking,
I really am digging this tuuuune~!
Yohohoho!
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...You have no lips but you can speak. You know that doesn't make much sense right?
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Well you see there, Little Washu,
My body doesn't make much sense,
I'm a skeleton with an afro,
And height wise, I'm immense,
But my body isn't what matters,
Because in the end it's all about soul!
And that's what helps me to move and talk,
And to help me reach my goal!
Baby Ohhhhhhh,
You may be startled by this news!
Cause you see little Washu,
I've got to keep singing the bluuuuues!
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You have a point, not much about you does make sense.
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Hmm, I think that Little Washu,
You're really into that cup of joe,
It seems you can't stop drinking,
And I might know why that is so,
I think something happened,
That makes us not want to stop,
And I think if it continues,
There won't even be a drop!
Oh yeaaah,
That coffee is going fast through you,
Oh hey little Washu,
You've got the coffee addict bluues!
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I think I might have just found a new skeletal display for my office. A fully articulated human skeleton.
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