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With a Smile and A Song....
Apr. 28th, 2013 07:28 am[So while crazy shit and drama goes down, Marco who can never be called undramatic, has amped that drama up to twelve. And he is giving rooftop performances of booming song! Aww, isn't that nice of him? Too bad it is literally at the crack of dawn on a Sunday.]
♫Oh what a beautiful morning!!
Oh what a beautiful day!
I've got a beautiful feeling,
Everything's going my way~!♫
[And without switching a beat he switches right into something else.]
♫ Love lifts us up where we belong!
Where eagles fly! On a mountain high!♫
[Annnnd another.]
♫Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away!
If you can use some exotic booze,
There's a bar in far Bombay!
Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away!
[And with that he dances about on the rooftop of CH3, showing off his recently returned flag and the stack of booze bottles with white flowers that he made a memorial. Well, he certainly seems like he's in a good mood at least.]
PACK UP LET'S FLY AWAAAAAY!!!!
[And loud. So loud. It's too early for this. Someone shut him up.]
Ah, I need something stronger to show my love! [No. Really. He Does not.] Would that I could sing flowers everywhere -- AH! Or perhaps-? [He cheerfully whistles to try to get the birds to join him, and even the birds join in a few rounds of telling him to shut the heck up, because he's going to scare the worms.] No one understands Spring like a trapped phoenix. [Woe is him.]
♫Oh what a beautiful morning!!
Oh what a beautiful day!
I've got a beautiful feeling,
Everything's going my way~!♫
[And without switching a beat he switches right into something else.]
♫ Love lifts us up where we belong!
Where eagles fly! On a mountain high!♫
[Annnnd another.]
♫Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away!
If you can use some exotic booze,
There's a bar in far Bombay!
Come fly with me, let's fly, let's fly away!
[And with that he dances about on the rooftop of CH3, showing off his recently returned flag and the stack of booze bottles with white flowers that he made a memorial. Well, he certainly seems like he's in a good mood at least.]
PACK UP LET'S FLY AWAAAAAY!!!!
[And loud. So loud. It's too early for this. Someone shut him up.]
Ah, I need something stronger to show my love! [No. Really. He Does not.] Would that I could sing flowers everywhere -- AH! Or perhaps-? [He cheerfully whistles to try to get the birds to join him, and even the birds join in a few rounds of telling him to shut the heck up, because he's going to scare the worms.] No one understands Spring like a trapped phoenix. [Woe is him.]
