Musical Sparks

[House of Mustard]

Okay, enough already.  Adding asterisks doesn't really help anything -- no more swearing lyrics.

[Gemm: Rock & Roll Star; Born to Rock]

When I first saw that HoMsar, I thought you were mentioning my lyrics. But they came from Shatner's own mouth, so I figured everyone would love them.

When shall I shower, in the one remaining hour,
In the one remaining hour before the show?
Will I get to shower in the one remaining hour,
Will there even be the time, the answers no.
At the Astoria, they got the big light up sign that says Gay.
Wake up and play.

[JP Dogberry]

Get up (Get up) cos we're fed up.
Tryin' to rhyme so keep your head up (Head up)
Leave the kinging to kong, we'll be singin' this song,
Bring it on, Bring it on, bring it on.

[The Holy Saint, Grand High Poobah, Master of Monkeys, Ehlers]

Get it on. Bang a gong. Get it on.

[Mr_Pleasington]

Get your rocks off / Get your rocks off honey

Double points for matching Soup Dragon lyrics

[JP Dogberry]

Stop the Rock (Can't Stop the Rock)
Shake that Paranoia (Can't stop the Rock)

[The Holy Saint, Grand High Poobah, Master of Monkeys, Ehlers]

I wanna rock! I want to rock!

[JP Dogberry]

(Boom Boom Chak, Boom Boom Chak, Boom Boom Chak)
We will, We Will Rock you
We Will, We Will rock you

And if no-one spots the huge gimme in the brackets, I will call you all uncultured

[The Holy Saint, Grand High Poobah, Master of Monkeys, Ehlers]

I wanna rock and roll all night
and party every day

[House of Mustard]

We're all for one and one is all
To be a rock and not to roll.

[The Holy Saint, Grand High Poobah, Master of Monkeys, Ehlers]

Now for ten years we've been on our own
And moss grows fat on a rollin' stone,
But that's not how it used to be.

[House of Mustard]

But for seven years
You were loved
And I laid golden orchid crowns
Around you feet

[JP Dogberry]

Now my knees are shaking and I find my spine is gone
From holding up the pedestal that I've put her on.

You're all uncultured.

[The Holy Saint, Grand High Poobah, Master of Monkeys, Ehlers]

But my silent fears have gripped me long before I reach the phone
Long before my tongue has tripped me. Must I always be alone?

[JP Dogberry]

It's hard to believe, that there's no-one out there
It's hard to believe that I'm all alone
At least I have her love, the city she loves me
Lonely as I am, together we cry.