1st Song [Video]
[As the video feed clicks on, a skeletal hand can be seen tapping the screen]
Hello? Hellooo? Is this thing working?
[The skeleton then notices that he is in fact 'on the air' and straightens his hair anxiously and with a broad skeletal smile greets the world.]
Hello people of the island of Siren's Pull! For those of you who don't know me yet, I am Brooke the bard, and I have a special announcement to make! I Brooke, shall be making songs! That's right, I can write you a song in a jiffy as long as you can pay a small donation so I can continue my musical career. I'm also looking for some part time jobs that might require a musician of great skill, perhaps a local bar, or theater, or tavern that needs an entertainer. [The next part is said slightly under his breath] Especially if there are any cute waitresses who have a thing for musicians, yohohoho.
Need a love song to sing to that special someone? Want to have a song about how incredible you are? Want to make a song to make light of a person or situation? Then look no further! I'm your musical genius with an ear for music. Although I don't actually have any ears. Skull Joke! Yohohoho!
[Brooke swivels around in his computer chair laughing at his own joke before leaning in closer to the screen giving you a very clear view of his skeletal features. One might even notice that his skull seemed to shine slightly, as if he polished it before making this announcement.]
Today I will be sharing with you a song about Garbage men. You see recently I discovered from talking to some of the recyclers at the garbage dump area, they were the ones who were nice enough to help me find this only slightly damaged piano. [Brooke gestures to what appears to be a piano keyboard covered in... something.] Anyways, I discovered that one of my closest friend's Usopp is a garbage man! Naturally I thought that perhaps he might be feeling a little down with having such a job, so to cheer him up, I wrote up a little song about another garbage man I once knew, a long time ago, on an island far, far away. Ladies and Gentleman, boys and girls, I will now present you with my first song, The Garbage Man.
[The skeletal bard then turn in his swivel chair to the piano, pulls a harmonica from his jacket pocket, and begins to play/sing]
(ooc: Why yes, the tune is Piano Man, and some of the lyrics do rhyme with the original)
♫~ It's five O'clock on a monday,
The garbage truck rolls in,
Usopp is groaning next to me,
Because the truck smells as bad as sin,
He says "Brooke can you play me a melody,
I'm not really sure how it should go,
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete,
When I didn't wear a garbage man's clothes."
Oh la de dah lah de dah, la dah de dah de dum.
Take out our trash,
You're the garbage man,
Take out our trash tonight,
Yeah we're not in the mood for our garbage now,
And we want it right out of our sight.
Oh la de dah lah de dah, la dah de dah de dum.
Now Jon is a stinky garbage man,
He takes out my trash for free,
But the way that he gags when he takes out his bags,
Tells you there's some place that he' rather be,
He says "Brooke I believe this is killing me!
I don't know why I do this Job!
The trash smells so bad,
That it makes me feel sad,
Why didn't I just join the Mob?"
Oh la de dah lah de dah, la dah de dah de dum.
Take out our trash,
You're the garbage man,
Take out our trash tonight,
Yeah we're not in the mood for our garbage now,
And we want it right out of our sight.
Oh la de dah lah de dah, la dah de dah de dum.
So Jon was fed up being a garbage man,
He decided that he should just leave town,
But Jon was so stinky,
That even stinky winky,
Was glad that he wasn't around.
But the garbage started to pile up everywhere
And it really gave people a scare,
For without my friend Jon,
Collecting bags off their lawn,
They'd fall into stinky despair.
Oh la de dah dee de dah, la la de dah de dum.
Take out our trash,
You're the garbage man,
Take out our trash tonight,
Yeah we're not in the mood for our garbage now,
And we want it right out of our sight.
The townspeople looked for him everywhere,
And the finally tracked down his lair,
The pleaded with Jon to take his job back,
Because they'd finally started to care,
And the townsfolk cheered out when he came back to them,
And they promised him a raise in pay,
For you see we cannot go without our garbage men,
And I think that it's better this way.
Oh la de dah dee de dah, la la de dah de dum.
Take out our trash,
You're the garbage man,
Take out our trash tonight,
Yeah we're not in the mood for our garbage now,
And we want it right out of our sight.
Yes sing now with me,
For the garbage man,
He's our trash taking hero of the night,
We're grateful that he takes our garbage out,
And we think even if he smells he's alright. ~♫
[The skeletal bard finishes with an impressive Harmonica/Piano finale, and turns back in his swivel chair to face the video feed]
There you have it ladies and gentlemen! Remember, if you have any musical needs, turn to your friend Brooke the Bard! Soon opening a musical store in a location near you! Yohohoho!
Hello? Hellooo? Is this thing working?
[The skeleton then notices that he is in fact 'on the air' and straightens his hair anxiously and with a broad skeletal smile greets the world.]
Hello people of the island of Siren's Pull! For those of you who don't know me yet, I am Brooke the bard, and I have a special announcement to make! I Brooke, shall be making songs! That's right, I can write you a song in a jiffy as long as you can pay a small donation so I can continue my musical career. I'm also looking for some part time jobs that might require a musician of great skill, perhaps a local bar, or theater, or tavern that needs an entertainer. [The next part is said slightly under his breath] Especially if there are any cute waitresses who have a thing for musicians, yohohoho.
Need a love song to sing to that special someone? Want to have a song about how incredible you are? Want to make a song to make light of a person or situation? Then look no further! I'm your musical genius with an ear for music. Although I don't actually have any ears. Skull Joke! Yohohoho!
[Brooke swivels around in his computer chair laughing at his own joke before leaning in closer to the screen giving you a very clear view of his skeletal features. One might even notice that his skull seemed to shine slightly, as if he polished it before making this announcement.]
Today I will be sharing with you a song about Garbage men. You see recently I discovered from talking to some of the recyclers at the garbage dump area, they were the ones who were nice enough to help me find this only slightly damaged piano. [Brooke gestures to what appears to be a piano keyboard covered in... something.] Anyways, I discovered that one of my closest friend's Usopp is a garbage man! Naturally I thought that perhaps he might be feeling a little down with having such a job, so to cheer him up, I wrote up a little song about another garbage man I once knew, a long time ago, on an island far, far away. Ladies and Gentleman, boys and girls, I will now present you with my first song, The Garbage Man.
[The skeletal bard then turn in his swivel chair to the piano, pulls a harmonica from his jacket pocket, and begins to play/sing]
(ooc: Why yes, the tune is Piano Man, and some of the lyrics do rhyme with the original)
♫~ It's five O'clock on a monday,
The garbage truck rolls in,
Usopp is groaning next to me,
Because the truck smells as bad as sin,
He says "Brooke can you play me a melody,
I'm not really sure how it should go,
But it's sad and it's sweet and I knew it complete,
When I didn't wear a garbage man's clothes."
Oh la de dah lah de dah, la dah de dah de dum.
Take out our trash,
You're the garbage man,
Take out our trash tonight,
Yeah we're not in the mood for our garbage now,
And we want it right out of our sight.
Oh la de dah lah de dah, la dah de dah de dum.
Now Jon is a stinky garbage man,
He takes out my trash for free,
But the way that he gags when he takes out his bags,
Tells you there's some place that he' rather be,
He says "Brooke I believe this is killing me!
I don't know why I do this Job!
The trash smells so bad,
That it makes me feel sad,
Why didn't I just join the Mob?"
Oh la de dah lah de dah, la dah de dah de dum.
Take out our trash,
You're the garbage man,
Take out our trash tonight,
Yeah we're not in the mood for our garbage now,
And we want it right out of our sight.
Oh la de dah lah de dah, la dah de dah de dum.
So Jon was fed up being a garbage man,
He decided that he should just leave town,
But Jon was so stinky,
That even stinky winky,
Was glad that he wasn't around.
But the garbage started to pile up everywhere
And it really gave people a scare,
For without my friend Jon,
Collecting bags off their lawn,
They'd fall into stinky despair.
Oh la de dah dee de dah, la la de dah de dum.
Take out our trash,
You're the garbage man,
Take out our trash tonight,
Yeah we're not in the mood for our garbage now,
And we want it right out of our sight.
The townspeople looked for him everywhere,
And the finally tracked down his lair,
The pleaded with Jon to take his job back,
Because they'd finally started to care,
And the townsfolk cheered out when he came back to them,
And they promised him a raise in pay,
For you see we cannot go without our garbage men,
And I think that it's better this way.
Oh la de dah dee de dah, la la de dah de dum.
Take out our trash,
You're the garbage man,
Take out our trash tonight,
Yeah we're not in the mood for our garbage now,
And we want it right out of our sight.
Yes sing now with me,
For the garbage man,
He's our trash taking hero of the night,
We're grateful that he takes our garbage out,
And we think even if he smells he's alright. ~♫
[The skeletal bard finishes with an impressive Harmonica/Piano finale, and turns back in his swivel chair to face the video feed]
There you have it ladies and gentlemen! Remember, if you have any musical needs, turn to your friend Brooke the Bard! Soon opening a musical store in a location near you! Yohohoho!