FILK: Why Did We All Have to Go?
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trope_bingo; road trip
ORIGINAL SONG: Somebody That I Used to Know (listen and lyrics to original here)
SUMMARY: "We have to play nice if we're gonna all survive out on the road." A road trip to New York with a car full of friends. What could possibly go wrong? A story set to "Somebody I Used to Know".
CONTENT NOTES/WARNING: Mild cursing (text and audio).
LISTEN: box.net (listen online or download) (acapella)
In New York is someone who knows magic better
Than the best teachers down here that money can buy
So we decided that we would see
If we could get the funds up for the fee
And take a trip to learn what he could teach us sometime
We forgot we were friends with a certain kind of genius
I'd call him anal if we weren't such old, close friends
And though our off-hand plans did not make sense
He made the map and found the car and cash
And I think I would be glad, if we had two cars
"Did you see that asshole cut me off?"
"Make outs in the back seat aren't anywhere on the rules"
"Bet you don't even need to go"
"The next rest stop is in twenty, can you hold it in?"
"Does the volume have to be so low?"
"Hey, this CD wasn't on the list of approved music!"
"Why have the snacks run so low?"
Why did we decide that we all had to go?
Now and then I used to think about buying myself a big van
And when we get there I think that that's the first thing we'll all do
And I just wanna stretch my legs
But the rules say this is all my space
I guess I have to let it go
We have to play nice if we're gonna all survive out on the road--
"Did you see that asshole cut me off?"
"Make outs in the back seat aren't anywhere on the rules"
"Bet you don't even need to go"
"The next rest stop is in twenty, can you hold it in?"
"Does the volume have to be so low?"
"Hey, this CD wasn't on the list of approved music!"
"Why have the snacks run so low?"
Why did we decide that we all had to go?
Somebody pump gas, it's low-- oh, brother
(Why did we decide that we all had to go?)
Somebody -- the snacks are low -- oh, brother
(Why did we decide that we all had to go?)
Why did we go?
Why did we all go?
Why did I go?
Oh, brother
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trope_bingo; road tripORIGINAL SONG: Somebody That I Used to Know (listen and lyrics to original here)
SUMMARY: "We have to play nice if we're gonna all survive out on the road." A road trip to New York with a car full of friends. What could possibly go wrong? A story set to "Somebody I Used to Know".
CONTENT NOTES/WARNING: Mild cursing (text and audio).
LISTEN: box.net (listen online or download) (acapella)
In New York is someone who knows magic better
Than the best teachers down here that money can buy
So we decided that we would see
If we could get the funds up for the fee
And take a trip to learn what he could teach us sometime
We forgot we were friends with a certain kind of genius
I'd call him anal if we weren't such old, close friends
And though our off-hand plans did not make sense
He made the map and found the car and cash
And I think I would be glad, if we had two cars
"Did you see that asshole cut me off?"
"Make outs in the back seat aren't anywhere on the rules"
"Bet you don't even need to go"
"The next rest stop is in twenty, can you hold it in?"
"Does the volume have to be so low?"
"Hey, this CD wasn't on the list of approved music!"
"Why have the snacks run so low?"
Why did we decide that we all had to go?
Now and then I used to think about buying myself a big van
And when we get there I think that that's the first thing we'll all do
And I just wanna stretch my legs
But the rules say this is all my space
I guess I have to let it go
We have to play nice if we're gonna all survive out on the road--
"Did you see that asshole cut me off?"
"Make outs in the back seat aren't anywhere on the rules"
"Bet you don't even need to go"
"The next rest stop is in twenty, can you hold it in?"
"Does the volume have to be so low?"
"Hey, this CD wasn't on the list of approved music!"
"Why have the snacks run so low?"
Why did we decide that we all had to go?
Somebody pump gas, it's low-- oh, brother
(Why did we decide that we all had to go?)
Somebody -- the snacks are low -- oh, brother
(Why did we decide that we all had to go?)
Why did we go?
Why did we all go?
Why did I go?
Oh, brother
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Date: 2013-02-24 01:49 pm (UTC)