I got this idea from... me! When I was writing the seventh chapter of "The First Boondocks Fanfiction Without a Plot", I realized I need to spotlight the Beatles' great music even more. It's kind of a musical, but not like "High School Musical". All the songs in this fanfic are Beatles' songs and you can hear what they really sound like by going to my profile page where there are links to the music videos on youtube. You can also copy and paste the words in parentheses at the bottom of each song(watch?vWIsou0IRIQU) into the address bar and add an equals sign after the v (?vWI) and then add "w-w-w-.-youtube-.-com/" (without the dashes) before"watch". I know that sounds complicated, but for some reason you can't put links in your stories. I suggest you just go to my profile page and click on the links. But I do urge you, WATCH THE VIDEOS because they will help you understand how the instruments in the songs sound and even how the lyrics sound.

p.s.- In this story, the Beatles were never a band and these are all"Jazmine's Lemonade Parade" or "Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band"songs.

Disclaimer- I don't own the Boondocks or any of these Beatles songs.


"Ever since I was 10 years-old, I haven't been very sociable. Now, five years later, things haven't changed much. It's not that I'm shy; on the contrary, I'm never afraid to voice my opinion. It's just that kids my age (actually most older people, too) aren't as aware of all the corruption in the world as I am and they don't understand me, so why should I waste my time with them? Because I don't care about having a lot of friends, like everybody else at school, and spend most of my time alone on a hill, people call me a fool:

Day after day
alone on a hill
the man with the foolish grin
is keeping perfectly still
but nobody wants to know him
they can see that he's just a fool
and he never gives an answer

But the fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
and the eyes in his head
see the world spinning round

Well on the way
head in a cloud
the man of a thousand voices
talking perfectly loud

But nobody ever hears him
or the sounds he appears to make
and he never seems to notice

But the fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
and the eyes in his head
see the world spinning round

And nobody seems to like him
they can tell what he wants to do
and he never shows his feelings

But the fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
and the eyes in his head
see the world spinning round

He never listens to them
he knows that they're the fools
they don't like him

The fool on the hill
sees the sun going down
and the eyes in his head
see the world spinning round"

(watch?vWIsou0IRIQU)

"Oh Huey!"

"Well, I guess I wasn't completely alone. I always had Jazmine. Even now, after all these years, we've remained good friends. Best friends, I guess"

"What are you doing up here by yourself?" asked Jazmine, finding Huey on top of the hill, staring out into the horizon over looking Woodcrest.

"Thinking"

"You mind if I think with you?"

"It's a free country, for now"

"Jazmine had matured a bit in 5 years. Sure she had grown older and had developed a little, but she had also matured mentally. Like me, she was very intelligent for her age and modest about it, mind you. Although, she was still a bit more naïve (and kinder) than me"

"Sooo" said Jazmine, "Watcha' thinking about?"

"The universe"

"Could you narrow it down?"

"I've actually changed a little since I was ten, too. I'm more spiritual now and I spend a lot of my time thinking about the reality around me. Now I'm not only confined to analyzing the politics of this world, but the functions and very essence of time and relative dimensions in space"

"Not really. Right now I'm just analyzing the aspects of space and time and understanding how they could be compared" explained Huey.

"Any luck?"

"I've come to believe that both time and space could be considered characteristically similar in the way that we are always traveling through both. Also, I have discovered they are both the only two factors that make up this universe. There could be another universe farther away that is made up of different factors, well, technically we couldn't call it farther away, or any length for that matter, because one of those factors may not be space"

"Wow" exclaimed Jazmine in awe. "How is it possible for a 15 year-old to grasp all of these complex subjects?" she thought.

"I do a lot of thinking" Huey said, having studied the human nature long enough to know by her facial expression and standing position what she was thinking.

"Huey, you're so intelligent"

"I just think of things in a different and more abstract way than most people" he said as he continued to stare into the horizon.

"Anyway," said Huey, "It's getting dark; we had better head home"

Timid Deer Lane:

As they walked down their street, Huey noticed a woman in her early 30's who appeared to be struggling with three rowdy toddlers while holding a wailing baby.

"Who's that?" asked Huey.

"Hm?" said Jazmine, who didn't seem to notice the woman until Huey mentioned her, "Oh, that's Mrs. Madonna from down the street. She has had a pretty hard life: her husband left her a year ago and now she's stuck with four kids to look after"

"Poor girl" he said, keeping the same frown on his face he always carried.

They walked for another minute until they were outside the Freeman residence, when Huey said:

"Jazmine, do you want to spend the night? I have some ideas for songs that I'm going to need the whole band here for"

"I started taking drum lessons when I was eleven, and I'm not afraid to say that I have gotten pretty good. My brother, Riley, was beginning to get jealous of my musical abilities, so when he was ten, he started taking guitar lessons and he is also very excellent now. Unbeknownst to me until I was about thirteen, Jazmine had been taking piano lessons since she was nine, so eventually (last year) I thought it in all of our musical careers' best interests if we combine our talents and form a band, 'Jazmine's Lemonade Parade'"

"Okay!" said Jazmine, who always got excited for band practices, "Just let be go home and get some overnight stuff"

"Whatever you gotta do"

Jazmine ran towards her house while Huey walked into his house and down into the basement, grabbing Riley on the way.

When Jazmine arrived a few minutes later, Huey and Riley had finished setting up the band's equipment and were tuning their instruments.

"So what's your idea?" asked Riley.

"Well, I've got some lyrics in my head, but I need the right beat to go along with it"

"I am also the main lyricist for Jazmine's Lemonade Parade"

After about a half hour or so of Huey randomly writing down lyrics and the rest of the band playing various tunes on their instruments, Riley started to get bored so he took out the basketball that was behind the couch and began dribbling it on the floor.

Suddenly Huey got an idea. He began to clap in beat with the dribbling (if you want to here what this sounds like, go to the music video on youtube, watch?v02WYy1wczdM)

By now Jazmine caught on and she was also beginning to clap. Huey then took out his sticks and began playing the drums. Riley also realized what was going on and kept on dribbling.

About ten seconds of this later, Jazmine, knowing just what Huey wanted, played a note on her piano, leaving enough time for him to pull out my saxophone (I also studied the saxophone for about a year when I was thirteen) and play a quick little tune, after which the words, "See how the run" just came out of his mouth. After that he played a quick decrescendo on the sax followed by a very good piano solo by Jazmine, during which he picked up his sticks and began to play the drums again. After the solo, more words flowed out of his mind and into his mouth and he just went with it:

"Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends meet
Who finds the money when you pay the rent
Did you think that money was heaven sent

Friday night arrives without a suitcase
Sunday morning creeping like a nun
Monday's child's learned to tie his bootlace
See how they run

Lady Madonna, baby at your breast
Wonders how you manage to feed the rest

Tuesday afternoon is never ending
Wednesday morning papers didn't come
Thursday night you stocking needed mending
See how they run

Pa pa pa pa...
See how they run

Lady Madonna, children at your feet
Wonder how you manage to make ends"

(watch?v02WYy1wczdM)

"Wow, bro!" exclaimed Riley,"How long you been working on that one?"

"He hasn't" said Jazmine, amazed by the lyrics that Huey had just come up with he off top of his head, "He just found out about Lady Madonna today. Huey I think it's safe to say that you are a musical genius"

"Well, lyrics are only one part of music" explained Huey, "The instrumentals, i.e. you guys, I believe, are just as important"

"Yeah, but you also play an instrument" stated Riley.

"You guys are excluding yourselves from credit. Riley, if it weren't for you bouncing that basketball, I would have never come up with the tune. And Jazmine, you played an excellent piano solo which also gave me time to switch instruments. And throughout the song, we ALL kept playing what came naturally to us, not just me. Sure I came up with the words, but that is just what came naturally to me. You both do things that don't come natural to anyone else and that I could never do, even if I tried"

"Well, when you put it like that…" began Riley.

"Still," said Jazmine, "We'd be nowhere right now without your incredible lyrics"

"We ARE nowhere right now" said Riley, throwing himself onto the couch.

"Not for long" stated Jazmine, smiling a bit, "I got us a gig!"

"No way!" shouted Riley, leaping up, "Where?"

"We are now officially the opening band for 'Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band'!"


If you haven't already, watch the music videos, especially the "Lady Madonna" one if you want to here what the beginning sounds like. Also, please review!