When the sun comes up on a sleepy little town, Well, the preacher and the teacher,
Down around San Antone.
And the folks are risin' for another day,
'Round about their homes.
The people of the town are strange,
And they're proud of where they came.
Well, you're talkin' 'bout (talkin' bout),
China Grove, (China Grove).
Wo-ho-ho, (wo-ho), China Grove.
Lord, they're a caution.
They are the talk of the town,
When the gossip gets to flyin'.
And they ain't lyin',
When the sun goes fallin' down.
They say that the father's insane,
And dear Missus Perkin's a game.
We're talkin' 'bout (talkin' bout),
China Grove, (China Grove).
Wo-ho-ho, (wo-ho), China Grove.
But every day there's a new thing comin',
The ways of an oriental view.
The sheriff and his buddies,
With their samurai swords.
You can even hear the music
at night. And though it's a part of the Lone Star State, Talkin' 'bout (talkin' bout),
People don't seem to care.
They just keep on lookin' to the East.
China Grove, (China Grove).
Wo-ho-ho, (wo-ho), China Grove.
The chipmunks sang, the crowd cheered.
"thank you people" Alvin said and did a Stage dive.
The Chipmunks are 25 years old, all married to their respected pairs (Alvin-Brittany, Simon-Jeanette and Theodore- Eleanor). There the biggest band in history...ever. They earn millions every week. This is the Life
Let's all (Turn on)
Married and with children, in a rock and roll band, the Chipmunks had it all.
Current day (In the future)
In Australia, the chipmunks are in the M.C.G, supporting a recent Bushfire, the chipmunks organised a huge concert for relief. It was a huge success, millions came just for them, millions were earned.
"remember people, if you want a certain song sung, text it to 1800-Alvin and it'll be added to a song draw to be sung, the more texts, the more chance of getting it sung, prizes to be won" Alvin said into the mic as he was payed by his sponsor to do.
"now for a little Australian music for you ozzies out their" He said, looking to his wife backstage who had been born in Australia. "lets hit it"
Traveling in a fried-out combie "Do you come from a land down under? Buying bread from a man in Brussels "I come from a land down under Lyin' in a den in Bombay "Do you come from a land down under? Living in a land down under Living in a land down under
On a hippie trail, head full of zombie
I met a strange lady, she made me nervous
She took me in and gave me breakfast
And she said,
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
He was six-foot-four and full of muscles
I said, "Do you speak-a my language?"
He just smiled and gave me a vegemite sandwich
And he said,
Where beer does flow and men chunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
With a slack jaw, and not much to say
I said to the man, "Are you trying to tempt me
Because I come from the land of plenty?"
And he said,
Where women glow and men plunder?
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover."
Yeah!
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover!
Where women glow and men plunder
Can't you hear, can't you hear the thunder?
You better run, you better take cover!
The crowd cheered. "thank you everyone, let's give a cheer for the hundreds of people who lost their homes a week ago who have recovered, we salute you" Alvin said.
We roll tonight [We're on tonight] Stand up and be counted For those about to rock, we salute you We rock at dawn on the front line For those about to rock, we salute you Oooh, we salute! We're just a battery for hire with a guitar fire For those about to rock - fire Shoot, shoot For those of you, for those who rock We salute you
To the guitar bite
Yeah, yeah, oh
For what you are about to receive
We are the dealers
We'll give you everything you need
Hail hail to the good times
'Cause rock has got the right of way
We ain't no legend, ain't no cause
We're just livin' for today
For those about to rock, we salute you
Like a bolt right out of the blue
The sky's alight with the guitar bite
Heads will roll and rock tonight
For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you
Yes we do
For those about to rock, we salute you
Oooh, ooooh yeah
Ready and aimed at you
Pick up your balls and load up your cannon
For a twenty-one gun salute
We salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you
Those about to rock - fire
We salute you
Fire
We salute you
We salute you
Come on, whooa
For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you
For those about to rock, we salute you
Shoot, shoot
Yeah
(Ain't gonna get tired, won't take a break, we salute you.)
We salute you
We salute you
The crowd cheered and they walked off stage to let the other bands perform. "great job out their bros, we got their spirits high today" Alvin said and suddenly he was attacked by a pink thing. "oh alvie that was wonderful, thank you for coming all the way over here to support my birth place" The pink Chipette said hugging Alvin, squizzing him tight. "who said i did it for you" Alvin joked and Brittany kneed him in the balls. "oh what was that for" "That's for joking with me" She said and walked off.
"great work with the AC/DC music, ozzies love that band" Simon said. "that's because there a ozzie band, sort of" Alvin said giving he's brother the stupid look. "I knew that, just saying" Simon said. "your up" a backstage person said and the band walked out to the millions of screaming fans.
"we drew your songs and the winning song is Beds are Burning by Midnight Oil" Theodore said.
The band walked out, exhausted by Glad they could help out with such a noble deed.
Out where the river broke The time has come The time has come How can we dance when our earth is turning The time has come Four wheels scare the cockatoos The time has come How can we dance when our earth is turning The time has come How can we dance when our earth is turning
The blood wood and the desert oak
Holden wrecks and boiling diesels
Steam in forty five degrees
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent, now
To pay our share
From Kintore East to Yuendemu
The western desert lives and breathes
In forty five degrees
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
Let's give it back
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
How can we dance when our earth is turning
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
To say fair's fair
To pay the rent, now
To pay our share
The time has come
A fact's a fact
It belongs to them
We're gonna give it back
How do we sleep while our beds are burning
After the band finished they said their goodbyes and left for their waiting plane.
"that was fucken exhausting" Alvin said as he sat down in the jet. "hey no need to swear, I'm just glad we could help, poor people" Simon said grabbing a glass of whiskey and relaxing. "honey where we off to next" Said Brittany. "umm i don't know , Simon do you" Alvin said half asleep. "umm I think home for a while" Simon said. "great, i need a rest" Alvin and Brittany said together and they both laughed.
The rest of the trip was quiet besides the playing music....
Leavin' home, out on the road Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner Goodbye to all my friends at home Big ol' jet airliner Touchin' down in New England town Big ol' jet airliner Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner Big ol' jet airliner Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
I've been down before
Ridin' along in this big ol' jet plane
I've been thinkin' about my home
But my love light seems so far away
And I feel like it's all been done
Somebody's tryin' to make me stay
You know I've got to be movin' on
Don't carry me too far away
Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
Cause it's here that I've got to stay
Goodbye to people I've trusted
I've got to go out and make my way
I might get rich you know I might get busted
But my heart keeps calling me backwards
As I get on the 707
Ridin' high I got tears in my eyes
You know you got to go through hell
Before you get to heaven
Don't carry me too far away
Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
Cause it's here that I've got to stay
Feel the heat comin' down
I've got to keep on keepin' on
You know the big wheel keeps on spinnin' around
And I'm goin' with some hesitation
You know that I can surely see
That I don't want to get caught up in any of that
Funky shit goin' down in the city
Don't carry me too far away
Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
Cause it's here that I've got to stay
Don't carry me too far away
Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
Cause it's here that I've got to stay
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
Don't carry me too far away
Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
Cause it's here that I've got to stay
Carry me to my home
Oh, Oh big ol' jet airliner
Cause it's there that I belong
Review, please, music in Black to you can skip, but I recommend listing to it as you read, it enhances the mood of the story Next chapter coming very soon.
