House gets another chance to do a solo! This "story" is turning out to longer than I thought. . . but oh well. . . as long as you guys are happy! "King of Pain" belongs to the Police.

House sat alone in his office after taking Wilson back to his own and getting him a drink of water. House's leg was in pain so he pulled out his bottle of Vicodin. Staring (they do a lot of staring in this one don't they?) at the bottle, he thought about what his life would be like and wondered if there was anyone else left in the world who hurt as much as he he did. This pondering made him break out into song and it wasn't a song he thought he was going to use . . .

There's a little black spot on the sun today

It's the same old thing as yesterday

There's a black hat caught in a high tree top

There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain

With the world turning circles running 'round my brain

I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign

But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

There's a little black spot on the sun today (swivles chair to stare out the window. glances quickly at his computer screen where, upon close examination, were showing the lyrics to the song)

That's my soul up there

It's the same old thing as yesterday

That's my soul up there

There's a black hat caught in a high tree top

That's my soul up there

There's a flag pole rag and the wind won't stop

That's my soul up there

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain

With the world turning circles running 'round my brain

I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign

But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

There's a fossil that's trapped in a high cliff wall

That's my soul up there

There's a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall

That's my soul up there

There's a blue whale beached by a springtide's ebb

That's my soul up there

There's a butterfly trapped in a spider's web

That's my soul up there

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain

With the world turning circles running 'round my brain

I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign

But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

There's a king on a throne with his eyes torn out

There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt

There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed

There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread

King of pain

There's a red fox thorn by a huntsman's pack

That's my soul up there

There's a black winged gull with a broken back

That's my soul up there

There's a little black spot on the sun today

It's the same old thing as yesterday

I have stood here before inside the pouring rain

With the world turning circles running 'round my brain

I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign

But it's my destiny to be the king of pain

King of pain

King of pain

King of pain

I'll always be king of pain

I'll always be king of pain

I'll always be king of pain...

House finished his song and sighed, popping three Vicodin into his mouth. He knew the song, whoever was making him sing it, meant for the song to make him not take to pills, but he couldn't help it. They just about as good as a good bottle of ice cold beer on a hot summer day.

I love doing this! I didn't really do this all on my own . . . but still . . .