Battling Bands
Tryouts: Beautiful Silence
~Andy's POV~
After I had gotten done IMing Jessica I went to the bvb house/mansion. Everybody else was gone. They left me a note explaining that they had gone out and would be back in a little bit. They returned after I fell asleep. The next morning I woke up to Ashley passed out on the couch and C.C. not much farther down the hallway. I woke up the rest of the guys and made some coffee. I could tell the second they woke that they had drank too much last night. Well, everybody but Jinxx. He must have been the designated driver last night. They all got up and did their war paint. Not much since we've kind of strayed from the whole theatrical appearance lately, but just enough to give us some edge. Then we made our way No Sleep Records. There was no doubt in my mind, we were going to make warped. When we got there I saw Jessica and some other people who I assumed were the rest of her band. They were all dressed up in red and black and sporting theatrical makeup. Then after they finished tuning their instruments they started to play. (Italics are screaming)
Haters suck and bitches suck.
The world is out to get you.
You want to get drunk,
But your life is full of dicks and assholes.
You wonder when will it end.
You want BVB,
You want Nirvana,
But all you see is Justin Beiber.
Oh Justin Beiber.
Oh haters and bitches, they'll pull you under,
Drain your life of numbness and wonder.
Haters suck and bitches suck.
The world is out to get you.
You want to get drunk,
But your life is full of dicks and assholes.
You really want the world to end,
Goodbye BVB,
Goodbye Nirvana,
And good riddance to Justin Beiber.
Oh Justin Beiber.
Oh haters, bitches, will pull you under,
Drain your life of numbness and wonder.
Haters suck and bitches suck.
The world is out to get you.
You want to get drunk,
But your life is full of dicks and assholes.
Your life doesn't have to end.
Sing with BVB,
Dance with Nirvana,
And put a curse on Justin Beiber.
Oh Justin Beiber.
Your life is shitty,
But get out and get drunk.
You want the greatest thing
The greatest thing since you fought through your struggles.
You've got it all, you've got it sized.
If you are confused check with tumblr.
Carry a guitar to help you along.
Get out and get drunk.
~Jessica's POV~
"That was our own original song, right now it's kind of terrible but it was our first song as a band so we thought it would be worth trying." I told the judges. "The second one is about my brother actually, I hope you like it." I see Andy standing and smirking at us like we are gonna mess up.
He gets on with life as a unemployed,
He's a crappy kinda chap.
He likes sex on Sundays,
He likes drinking in the week.
He likes to contemplate beer.
But when he starts to daydream,
His mind turns straight to sex.
Does he love sex more than beer?
Does he love sex more than beer?
He likes to use words like 'baby girl,'
He likes to use words like 'sweetheart.'
He likes to use words about beer.
But when he stops his talking,
His mind turns straight to sex.
Does he love sex more than beer?
Does he love sex more than beer?
He likes to hang out with this week's girl,
He likes to kick back with all his dumb bitches,
But when left alone,
His mind turns straight to sex.
Does he love sex more than beer?
Does he love sex more than beer?
He's not too fond of love,
He really hates meaning,
But he just thinks back to sex,
And he's happy once again.
Notes
So what do you guys think??? The songs I made on song-lyrics-generator.org.uk so they are completely fictional. What do think of the story so far.
Love Ya! Stay Strong!
love this, cant wait for the next chapter
7/11/15