A/N: Thanks for all the reviews! Faramir will start singing his Guns-N- Roses bit, because they are a totally awesome band! YEAH!!
"You, boy, get up there now!!" Denethor yells, shoving Faramir onto the stage. He grabs the microphone.
Some musicians and backup singers follow. He takes the mike just as a small little dude in hobbit-y clothes runs onto the stage.
"Wait! We need to get this straight! I need to list the credits, and then you may start to sing!" The little hobbit, whose name is Meriadoc Brandybuck, takes the mike from a very surprised Faramir.
"First, to Aragorn-Adorer: Here is the more that you begged for. I appreciate your thoughts on it being funny.
Second, to PopcornLeader: Thank you, but I am not brilliant, although my fanfics may be, that is yet to be decided.
And lastly, to baphomet: They do have nice voices, and Faramir's is a nice, medium voice that sounds like waves on the seashore, while Boromir's is like a blender: whirring but still melodic. This will be one heck of a contest, I had no idea that melodic was in my vocabulary, but it is rather close to Meriadoc, so why not? Thank you, carry on."
Everyone stares at the hobbit. He ducks and runs off stage, yelling, "Is that horse-themed armor ready? I'm all set to be an esquire!" Everyone else raises an eyebrow.
"Carry on." Denethor says like nothing out of the ordinary has happened. And nothing has. I mean, hobbits announcing the authoress's thanks to her loyal reviewers right before the Man of the authoress's dreams is about to sing her favorite song in the world and then yelling about horse-themed armor? That is so totally normal.
"Ok. I'm going to sing "Civil War" by Guns-N-Roses." Faramir says, and he starts.
"Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before.
Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before.
My hands are tied.
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with the brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of all civil wars.
D'you wear a black arm band
When they shot the man
Who said, "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories,
They shot Kennedy,
And I went numb when I learned to see
So I never felt for Vietnam
We've got the wall in D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom when it's not in your hands
When everybody's fighting for the Promised Land
And I don't need your civil wars
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
You power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
Look at the shoes you're filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars
(Backup singer: "We practice selective annihilation of mayors and government officials for example to create a vacuum. Then we fill that vacuum as popular war advances, peace is closer.")
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more civil war
What's so civil about war anyway?" Faramir says, singing with much emotion and feeling.
"I give it a 4.5 out of 10." Denethor says.
The angry authoress wants to send a Nazgul down to smite Denethor, but then she realizes that if Denethor dies, Boromir will become Steward, and he will bring the world to ruin. Best to wait until Boromir is dead so Faramir can become Steward. So she doesn't and she holds in her anger, releasing it on the soft pillow in her room instead of actual people. She yells a few colorful words at Denethor and then resumes typing the story.
"Very good. Except your song seemed to stress the point that I am a bad ruler." Denethor adds
"I never said that." Faramir replies.
"Oh, go clean your room, hippie! And don't sing about anti-war. War is what's keeping you alive!" Denethor says.
"What about civil disobedience?!" Faramir says, storming to his room.
A/N: Yes that was a long chapter, but most of it is the song. But that is a very good song, you should all go listen to it. Next, there will be more singing, because 1 round is just not enough. If you have any good songs for Boromir to sing, please tell me. I have more than enough for Faramir to sing. So, any ideas/requests for Boromir, tell me, and I will try to add them into a future chapter!
"You, boy, get up there now!!" Denethor yells, shoving Faramir onto the stage. He grabs the microphone.
Some musicians and backup singers follow. He takes the mike just as a small little dude in hobbit-y clothes runs onto the stage.
"Wait! We need to get this straight! I need to list the credits, and then you may start to sing!" The little hobbit, whose name is Meriadoc Brandybuck, takes the mike from a very surprised Faramir.
"First, to Aragorn-Adorer: Here is the more that you begged for. I appreciate your thoughts on it being funny.
Second, to PopcornLeader: Thank you, but I am not brilliant, although my fanfics may be, that is yet to be decided.
And lastly, to baphomet: They do have nice voices, and Faramir's is a nice, medium voice that sounds like waves on the seashore, while Boromir's is like a blender: whirring but still melodic. This will be one heck of a contest, I had no idea that melodic was in my vocabulary, but it is rather close to Meriadoc, so why not? Thank you, carry on."
Everyone stares at the hobbit. He ducks and runs off stage, yelling, "Is that horse-themed armor ready? I'm all set to be an esquire!" Everyone else raises an eyebrow.
"Carry on." Denethor says like nothing out of the ordinary has happened. And nothing has. I mean, hobbits announcing the authoress's thanks to her loyal reviewers right before the Man of the authoress's dreams is about to sing her favorite song in the world and then yelling about horse-themed armor? That is so totally normal.
"Ok. I'm going to sing "Civil War" by Guns-N-Roses." Faramir says, and he starts.
"Look at your young men fighting
Look at your women crying
Look at your young men dying
The way they've always done before.
Look at the hate we're breeding
Look at the fear we're feeding
Look at the lives we're leading
The way we've always done before.
My hands are tied.
The billions shift from side to side
And the wars go on with the brainwashed pride
For the love of God and our human rights
And all these things are swept aside
By bloody hands time can't deny
And are washed away by your genocide
And history hides the lies of all civil wars.
D'you wear a black arm band
When they shot the man
Who said, "Peace could last forever"
And in my first memories,
They shot Kennedy,
And I went numb when I learned to see
So I never felt for Vietnam
We've got the wall in D.C. to remind us all
That you can't trust freedom when it's not in your hands
When everybody's fighting for the Promised Land
And I don't need your civil wars
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
You power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
Look at the shoes you're filling
Look at the blood we're spilling
Look at the world we're killing
The way we've always done before
Look in the doubt we've wallowed
Look at the leaders we've followed
Look at the lies we've swallowed
And I don't want to hear no more
My hands are tied
For all I've seen has changed my mind
But still the wars go on as the years go by
With no love of God or human rights
'Cause all these dreams are swept aside
By bloody hands of the hypnotized
Who carry the cross of homicide
And history bears the scars of our civil wars
(Backup singer: "We practice selective annihilation of mayors and government officials for example to create a vacuum. Then we fill that vacuum as popular war advances, peace is closer.")
I don't need your civil war
It feeds the rich while it buries the poor
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
And I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
Your power hungry sellin' soldiers
In a human grocery store
Ain't that fresh
I don't need your civil war
I don't need your civil war
I don't need one more civil war
What's so civil about war anyway?" Faramir says, singing with much emotion and feeling.
"I give it a 4.5 out of 10." Denethor says.
The angry authoress wants to send a Nazgul down to smite Denethor, but then she realizes that if Denethor dies, Boromir will become Steward, and he will bring the world to ruin. Best to wait until Boromir is dead so Faramir can become Steward. So she doesn't and she holds in her anger, releasing it on the soft pillow in her room instead of actual people. She yells a few colorful words at Denethor and then resumes typing the story.
"Very good. Except your song seemed to stress the point that I am a bad ruler." Denethor adds
"I never said that." Faramir replies.
"Oh, go clean your room, hippie! And don't sing about anti-war. War is what's keeping you alive!" Denethor says.
"What about civil disobedience?!" Faramir says, storming to his room.
A/N: Yes that was a long chapter, but most of it is the song. But that is a very good song, you should all go listen to it. Next, there will be more singing, because 1 round is just not enough. If you have any good songs for Boromir to sing, please tell me. I have more than enough for Faramir to sing. So, any ideas/requests for Boromir, tell me, and I will try to add them into a future chapter!