Spoonful
Just A Little Bit Of The Blues
By Mr. Crash

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*Scene opens in a small, dark hallway. Sounds of talking can be heard a little ways off. View goes forward, like a cameraman walking. You pass a sign that says "Tonight: Fanfiction Blues, preformed by Mr. Crash and DeadeyeDave. Only here, at the Writer's Jazz Corner."

Camera continues forward. You can see a smoke-filled room. A man is just walking off-stage, and there is light clapping. A man is heard speaking. *

"And that was Highly Flammable Man, with the song 'Tenchi Jazz.' And now, tonight's special, the group Whipped Butter, with the song 'Spoonful.'"

*Applause as Mr. Crash, DeadeyeDave, and Kris-Sama walk out on stage. Mr. Crash is playing the bass, DeadeyeDave is playing the lead guitar, and Kris-Sama is playing the drums.*

"Also, the author ~*Misty Dawn*~ is here tonight, playing the harmonica."

*Misty Dawn waves to the audience as her name is announced.

The music starts up. Once again, Mr. Crash is singing.*

(There is a bit of the bass and harmonica, and then the singing starts up.)

The night brought spoonful of typing.
The night brought spoonful of work.
Just a little spoon of your,
Precious reviewin',
Will satisfy my soul.

Yeah, liiiiiiies about it.
Some of 'em, criiiiiies about it.
Some of 'em whiiiines about it.

Every author's a fightin' about that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoooooonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoooooonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoooooonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoooooonful.

*A bit of the harmonica.*

The night brought spoonful of coffee.
The day brought spoonful of tea .
Just a little spoon of your,
Precious reviewin',
Will be enough for me.

Yeah, liiiiiiies about it.
Some of 'em, criiiiiies about it.
Some of 'em whiiiiiiiiiiiiiiines about it.

Every author's a' fightin' about that spoonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoooooonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoooooonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spoooooonful.
That spoon, that spoon, that spooooooooooooooooon...

*The bass and the harmonica alternate in playing for a bit, and then DeadeyeDave plays for a while, with Kris-Sama playing along with him after a bit. There is then some of Misty Dawn playing.*

The day brought spoonful of water.
Drinkin' 'cause my throat is dry!
I want a bit of spoonful,
Where you add me to your favorites!

And liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiies!
Some of 'em criiiiiiiiiiiiies about it!
Some of 'em whiiiiiiiiiiiiiies!
Everything's a' fighting about it!

Everything's a' cryin' about it!
Everything's a'-everything's a' cryin' about it!
Everything's a' whinin' about it!
Everything's a' lyin' about it!

You know they love! *the bass is playing very loudly now*

Spoonful!

Spooooonfuuuuuuuul!

Heeey!

Everything's a crying about it!

Everything's a dying about it! *bass quiets down*

That spoon, that spoon, that-
Little ol' spoon, little ol' spoon, little ol',
Little ol' spoon, little ol' spoon, little ol' spooooooon,
(Voice is now at a whisper) That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful,
That spoon, that spoon, that spoonful…

*Music continues on, with only the harmonica playing. It gets very quiet, until…*

Everyone's a' cryin' about it!

Yeaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*Thunderous applause as the music ends.*

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Ah, Spoonful. Is there any other song like you? No, there isn't.

Once again, this is done to the adaptation that Cream wrote.

Thanks to Kris-Sama and ~*Misty Dawn*~ for letting us have you in the band.

Unlike 'Born Under A Weird Sign,' I came up with the concept for this song, and I also wrote it. DeadeyeDave had only a very minor part in this.

Oh yeah, you know that verse that says 'The night brought spoonful of coffee, the day brought spoonful of tea."? Well, what I meant was that you drink coffee in the night to stay awake, and you drink tea to try and relax during the day.

Should I continue writing these Writer's Jazz corner fics? If I get 5-10 people who tell me yes, then I will gladly continue writing these fics.

Hey, should Deadeye and I continue focusing on Cream songs? You decide!

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