Channelling Sinatra in this one. I don't have a particular tune in mind for it, but it's meant to be fit around a big band/swing tune.
Throw some comments my way, won't ya?
I don’t feel much like singin’,
Not quite sure why it’s so
Darlin’, it ain’t exactly rainin’,
But this sure as hell ain’t my kind of show
Tonight, I’m not much for swingin’,
Guess I ain’t got no one to blame
But I’ll tell you one thing, kid—
This here’s nothin’ but a damn cryin’ shame
Baby, let’s blow this joint
Come on, let’s hit the town
It’s only me you’re missin’
Only me, but darlin’—
I need you to need me to get you around
Sure, I’ve been down before,
Down and outta my mind
I’ve been knocked out,
Been kicked to the curb,
And beat to damn hell, if I might,
And don’t get me wrong,
I’m still standin’ strong—
But honey, it’s you I’m missin’,
And I don’t feel much like singin’ tonight.
I Don't Feel Much Like Singin'
Moderators: The Heralds, The Loremasters
I Don't Feel Much Like Singin'
[i]"To contemplate letting the alien, the heretic or the traitor win just to save a few million lives is the worst kind of heresy, because it is clad in the mantle of good intentions."[/i]
"I am Aenarion's heir, not Aenarion himself. My fate is my own."
-Tyrion, Champion of the Everqueen
"I am Aenarion's heir, not Aenarion himself. My fate is my own."
-Tyrion, Champion of the Everqueen