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Battlestar Galactica
(Sci Fi)
Most of you probably think this entry has got to be a joke. The rest of you have actually watched the show.
QuoteThe world is my oyster...(And yes, I realize the irony of having an Otter avatar with this one.)
And I'm allergic to shellfish!
QuoteSometimes the darkness is all you have. The darkness and the fire. As night descends, the creature sleeps. You look in the mirror, with fright at the stranger staring back. This isn't you. This can't be your life. These things all pressing in upon you, they don't make sense. You don't know what you're doing here. You don't belong. Your life belongs to someone else, to some mask you once put on, but now can't take off. It's alive, this creature, this mask. It clings to your skin, and you claw and scrape at it until you bleed. Only in the darkness does it sleep. But exhausted as you are, you dare not join it, for fear that these precious moments of lucidity will pass you by. So you claw, and scream, and howl into the abyss, but no one hears. The mask, the puppet you've become, won't let you make much noise, for that might be impolite. Oh yes, it sleeps, but ever so lightly. You may rage against the walls, and pound upon the bed, tears may soak your pillow, and your sobs may fill the room, but the creature controls you still, and won't permit you to escape. You dream of running away, of forgoing all and escaping, but you never do. You never can. No. You wake up in the morning and you take a shower. You put on your clothes and you go about your day. You smile as people say hello, and answer "just fine" when they ask how you are. A small part of your soul screams, but the fascade is too strong, no one can hear you through the calm exterior. So the days and nights go by. Some night, one night, you can't take it any longer. You sit awake by the fire while the creature slumbers. Fire. Fire would free you. The mask you wear, the creature that consumes you as it becomes you, is made from nothing more than diplomas and contracts, licenses and tax returns, pay stubs and business cards, bank statements and electric bills. They all burn, and with them, the horrid creature in the mirror. One night you do it. You burn it all. You dance around the flames as ashes fill the sky. A primal rite of freedom in the modern world. You dance. You dance. You dance. You dance. You Dance. The beast inside awakes, and you open your eyes, and you open your eyes again. The world is alive. The sea is blue, the grass is green, and the moon shines bright across the night. You howl again into the abyss, and this time you are heard. Oh are you heard! Neighbors shudder in their lonesome apartments, workers cower in their cubicles, secretaries hide beneath their desks, and all over town, souls flicker as if in a breeze. As dawn comes, and your spirit charges off across the skies, the masks seem to fracture just a tiny bit more. Sometimes the darkness is all you have. But sometimes... Sometimes the darkness helps kindle the light.
QuoteA QUAKE! A QUAKE! from the Yakko's World album
Music and lyrics by Randy Rogel.
Music adapted from The Happy Farmer by Robert Schumann.
Yakko: It's a quiet, peaceful night
The moon is shining bright
Giving not a hint of what's in store
A few hours before morning
Without a single warning
Something strange begins to move the floor
A quake, a quake
The house begins to shake
You're bouncing 'cross the floor
And watching all your dishes break
You're sleeping; there's a quake
You're instantly awake
You're leaping out of bed
And shouting "Oh for heaven's sake!"
I ran outside with neighbors
Their faces full of shocks
That's because I'm standing there
In nothing but my socks
W+D : Oops!
Yakko: A quake, a quake
This must be a mistake
Just feel the ground
Go up and down
Won't someone hit the brake?
A quake, a quake
Oh, what a mess they make
The bricks, the walls
The chimney falls
Destruction in its wake
I did not have insurance
I called them from the scene
And suddenly I'm listening
To an answering machine
Say "Too late, too late
You shouldn't ought to wait
'Cause now you're stuck
We wish you luck
Here comes a six-point-eight!"
Whose fault, whose fault?
Blame it on the fault
'Cause Mister Richter
Can't predict her
Kicking our asphalt
Seismologists all say
Tectonic plates are in between
An encroaching crustal mantle
Yeah, so what the heck's that mean?
It means a quake, a quake
W+D : Oh really, yeah, no fake?
We kind of had that feeling
When the ground began to shake
Yakko: And so we wait
Resign ourselves to fate
Because our lawn
Is sitting on
A continental plate
We shivered through a blizzard
Went swimming in a flood
Then we blew off a hurricane
And now we hear a thud
Of a quake, a quake
How much more can we take?
We thought that we had seen it all
But this one takes the cake
The dirt, the rocks
Those crazy aftershocks
It's just the planet
Moving granite
Several city blocks
*YW+D: Now the town is falling down
* While the ground
* Moves around
* We won't let it get us down
* Get beneath the door frame
Yakko: A quake, a quake
It's time to pull up stake
Dot : The worst is over
Y+W : We don't buy it
We're fed up
We can't deny it
We just want some peace and quiet
YW+D : So we're moving to Beirut!
* - sung to "London Bridge"
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