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Posner has been coming to Milliways long enough that he is under the impression he knows just about all the tricks the bar has to play on its patrons.
He's never seen the odd sort of stereo system off in the corner before, and he has to go and investigate.
When he gets closer, he finds he actually has to investigate further. He really doesn't want to pick up the microphone, but he finds himself doing it anyway.
And when the music starts, he doesn't recognize the song, but he sings anyway.
I don't want to get over you
I guess I could take a sleeping pill
And sleep at will
And not have to go through what I go through
I guess I should take Prozac, right,
And just smile all night
At somebody new,
Somebody not too bright
But sweet and kind
Who would try to get you off my mind
I could leave this agony behind
Which is just what I'd do
If I wanted to,
But I don't want to get over you
Cause I don't want to get over love
I could listen to my therapist,
Pretend you don't exist
And not have to dream of what I dream of;
I could listen to all my friends
And go out again
And pretend it's enough,
Or I could make a career of being blue
I could dress in black and read Camus,
Smoke clove cigarettes and drink vermouth
Like I was 17
That would be a scream
But I don't want to get over you
He sounds nothing at all like Stephen Merritt, but he does all right with it anyway.
[ooc: Evil Karaoke Machine time! Tag in to respond to Posner, or just to start your own karaoke thread. Open forever. Threadhopping much encouraged.]
He's never seen the odd sort of stereo system off in the corner before, and he has to go and investigate.
When he gets closer, he finds he actually has to investigate further. He really doesn't want to pick up the microphone, but he finds himself doing it anyway.
And when the music starts, he doesn't recognize the song, but he sings anyway.
I don't want to get over you
I guess I could take a sleeping pill
And sleep at will
And not have to go through what I go through
I guess I should take Prozac, right,
And just smile all night
At somebody new,
Somebody not too bright
But sweet and kind
Who would try to get you off my mind
I could leave this agony behind
Which is just what I'd do
If I wanted to,
But I don't want to get over you
Cause I don't want to get over love
I could listen to my therapist,
Pretend you don't exist
And not have to dream of what I dream of;
I could listen to all my friends
And go out again
And pretend it's enough,
Or I could make a career of being blue
I could dress in black and read Camus,
Smoke clove cigarettes and drink vermouth
Like I was 17
That would be a scream
But I don't want to get over you
He sounds nothing at all like Stephen Merritt, but he does all right with it anyway.
[ooc: Evil Karaoke Machine time! Tag in to respond to Posner, or just to start your own karaoke thread. Open forever. Threadhopping much encouraged.]