Authors Note/Disclaimer: I don't own WA 3, or the songs Raise A Little Hell by Trooper and Mama by Genesis.
Hmmm....all I can think of to say it, Teefa85, you may want to break out the Genesis CDs again. ^_^
Chapter 7- Raise A Little Hell
Von checked his watch as he retrieved the box from where he'd set it down. Turning to regard the crowd once more, he made the announcement they knew was coming. "It looks like we've got time today for two more songs. Let's see who the singers of those songs will be!" Drawing another scrap of paper, he read it aloud. "The Prophets!"
Clive held his hand out to stop Virginia before she could stand and draw her pistols. She sat down again, grumbling. "Yeah, yeah. They're only here to sing. I know."
Melody, Leehalt and Malik swept up onto the stage and took the microphones offered by Von as the music cued up.
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
If you don't like
What you got
Why don't you change it
If your world is all screwed up
Rearrange it
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
If you don't like what you see
Why don't you fight it
If you know there's something wrong
Why don't you right it
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
In the end it comes down to your thinking
And there's really nobody to blame
When it feels like your ship is sinking
And you're too tired to play the game
Nobody's going to help you
You've just got to stand up alone
And dig in your heels
And see how it feels
To raise a little Hell of your own
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
If you don't like
What you got
Why don't you change it
If your world is all screwed up
Rearrange it
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Virginia blinked, somewhat stunned as the three left the stage. "I...never though I'd ever see Leehalt head bang..."
The others didn't reply, nodding silently.
"It's too bad they decided to become villains, isn't it? They could have had a great career as a band," smiled Catherine. Even though it was true that the three prophets were good singers, Virginia, Gallows, Clive and Jet still turned to stare at her in horror. She continued to smile.
They almost missed Von announcing the next singer. "Malik Benedict," he said, "you're today's last singer!"
Malik was just sitting down when the call was made. He shrugged, smiling, and headed back up onto the stage. He accepted the mircophone once more and began to sing as the music started.
I can't see you mama
but I know you're always there
ooh to touch and to feel you mama
oh I just can't keep away
it's the heat and the steam of the city
oh its got me running and I just can't brake
so say you'll help me mama
cos its getting so hard
Now I can't keep you mama
but I know you're always there
you listen, you teach me mama
and I know inside you care
so get down, down here beside me
oh you ain't going nowhere
no I won't hurt you mama
but its getting so hard
Can't you see me mama
mama mama mama please
can't you feel my heart
can't you feel my heart
can't you feel my heart ooh
listen to me mama
mama mama
you're taking away any last chances
don't take it away
can't you feel my heart?..
It's hot, too hot for me mama
but I can't hardly wait
my eyes they're burning mama
make the pain, make it go away
no I won't hurt you mama
but its getting so hard
Now I can't see you mama
but I know you're always there
you taunt, you tease me mama
but I never never can keep away
it's the heat and the steam of the city
The resulting silence was broken as Gallows jumped up from his seat and charged the stage, his ARM drawn and ready. Jet tried to grab him as he ran by, but he missed.
"You sick bastard!" screamed Gallows, and he proceeded to chase Malik off the stage, firing continuously at the slickster's fleeing form. Gallows' teammates sweatdropped as Von took the stage once more.
"Well...uh, that concludes today's events. Hope to see you bright and early tomorrow as we kick off the final day of the First Annual Little Rock Karaoke Festival!"
Hmmm....all I can think of to say it, Teefa85, you may want to break out the Genesis CDs again. ^_^
Chapter 7- Raise A Little Hell
Von checked his watch as he retrieved the box from where he'd set it down. Turning to regard the crowd once more, he made the announcement they knew was coming. "It looks like we've got time today for two more songs. Let's see who the singers of those songs will be!" Drawing another scrap of paper, he read it aloud. "The Prophets!"
Clive held his hand out to stop Virginia before she could stand and draw her pistols. She sat down again, grumbling. "Yeah, yeah. They're only here to sing. I know."
Melody, Leehalt and Malik swept up onto the stage and took the microphones offered by Von as the music cued up.
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
If you don't like
What you got
Why don't you change it
If your world is all screwed up
Rearrange it
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
If you don't like what you see
Why don't you fight it
If you know there's something wrong
Why don't you right it
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
In the end it comes down to your thinking
And there's really nobody to blame
When it feels like your ship is sinking
And you're too tired to play the game
Nobody's going to help you
You've just got to stand up alone
And dig in your heels
And see how it feels
To raise a little Hell of your own
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
If you don't like
What you got
Why don't you change it
If your world is all screwed up
Rearrange it
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell, raise a little Hell
Virginia blinked, somewhat stunned as the three left the stage. "I...never though I'd ever see Leehalt head bang..."
The others didn't reply, nodding silently.
"It's too bad they decided to become villains, isn't it? They could have had a great career as a band," smiled Catherine. Even though it was true that the three prophets were good singers, Virginia, Gallows, Clive and Jet still turned to stare at her in horror. She continued to smile.
They almost missed Von announcing the next singer. "Malik Benedict," he said, "you're today's last singer!"
Malik was just sitting down when the call was made. He shrugged, smiling, and headed back up onto the stage. He accepted the mircophone once more and began to sing as the music started.
I can't see you mama
but I know you're always there
ooh to touch and to feel you mama
oh I just can't keep away
it's the heat and the steam of the city
oh its got me running and I just can't brake
so say you'll help me mama
cos its getting so hard
Now I can't keep you mama
but I know you're always there
you listen, you teach me mama
and I know inside you care
so get down, down here beside me
oh you ain't going nowhere
no I won't hurt you mama
but its getting so hard
Can't you see me mama
mama mama mama please
can't you feel my heart
can't you feel my heart
can't you feel my heart ooh
listen to me mama
mama mama
you're taking away any last chances
don't take it away
can't you feel my heart?..
It's hot, too hot for me mama
but I can't hardly wait
my eyes they're burning mama
make the pain, make it go away
no I won't hurt you mama
but its getting so hard
Now I can't see you mama
but I know you're always there
you taunt, you tease me mama
but I never never can keep away
it's the heat and the steam of the city
The resulting silence was broken as Gallows jumped up from his seat and charged the stage, his ARM drawn and ready. Jet tried to grab him as he ran by, but he missed.
"You sick bastard!" screamed Gallows, and he proceeded to chase Malik off the stage, firing continuously at the slickster's fleeing form. Gallows' teammates sweatdropped as Von took the stage once more.
"Well...uh, that concludes today's events. Hope to see you bright and early tomorrow as we kick off the final day of the First Annual Little Rock Karaoke Festival!"
