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LYRICS:
Let's play a game, you and I
I'll hide I bomb, and watch you fly
Oh how I love to see you dance
It excites me, this bloody romance
but
You'd best be careful what you do, or
I'll burn the heart out of you
You look so clever in that suit
So terrified for your little pet, it's sickeningly cute
Look at you, trying to be so tough, well
Put down the gun now, Daddy's had enough
Don't underestimate what I'll do, or
I'll burn the heart out of you
I'll set the world on fire x8
I'll set you on fire
Too.

Burning

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Yes. I went there.
Original song (c) Rihanna
Lyrics:
You have my heart
And we'll never be worlds apart
May be in CCTV screens
But you'll still be my star
Baby cause in the dark
You can't see my shiny car
That’s when I’ll kidnap you
For a quick drink or two
Because
[Chorus]
When Sherlock needs help we’ll help together
Told you I’d be here whenever
Said I'll watch my weight for you
Even though you’ll still like me chunky too
When the murders seem to clutter
And life makes you start to mutter
You can stand under my umbrella
You can stand under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under my umbrella
(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)
These governmental things, don’t make up for the happiness you bring
You're part of my entity, we’re both for Queen and Country
When the elections have passed away
And we’re sure of Korea’s stabili-tay
Again we can meet, and sleuth between the sheets
Because
[Chorus]
You can run into my car
It's OK don't be alarmed
So go on and let the rain pour
I'll be all you need and more
Because
[Chorus]
It's raining
Ooh baby it's raining
Baby come here to me
Come here to me
It's raining
Oh baby it's raining

Mystrade's Umbrella (Rihanna Cover)

http://www.mediafire.com/?5b9zryq3qwzoydn (DOWNLOAD LINK)

A little bit of dark S/J. Hope you enjoy!

Lyrics:

What do you see when you walk with me
Don’t deal with the future, religion’s a bore

I’m haunted by ghosts of a million elbow creases
The coast isn’t clear but that feels like home

I warned you
Be careful
Tread lightly

Before you I took my tea with skeletons
Surprisingly they were decent company

You’re haunted by the ghosts of a million army veterans
So you’re never afraid at what you see in me

You warned me
Be careful
Tread lightly
This great game
It excites me
You turn the light on

Oooh

What do you feel when you touch me
Do I love you or am I bored?

You think I’m heartless but I’ll have you know
You fill up all the room this heart can hold

I warned you
Be careful
Tread lightly
This great game
It excites me
You turn the light off

You turn the light on
You turn the light off 
You turn the light on
You turn it off, turn it off, turn it off, turn it off turn it on
Turn it on, turn it on turn it on turn it
Off turn it off turn it off turn it off turn me—

You turn the light on

Ghost Heart

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Request by jam-and-severed-heads on tumblr: "Hey, could i ask you a really big favour? Could you maybe possibly write a song about what goes on in Sherlock's mind, like what he thinks of people/ how misunderstood he is. i mean he's got to have emotions somewhere right? :)"
Lyrics + Chords:
Am / C / G / F
My mind flits from grey to grey
I’ll never let go of the things you say
You’re disappointed but I don’t see
How empathy’s supposed to occupy me
My mind flits from blue to blue
It shouldn’t hurt me to disappoint you
You’ve done your research; you’ve seen me through
I thought that was enough for you
Am / G /F
So what am I to do?
What kind of answer would satisfy you?
Chorus
G / Am / G / C / Am / G
The doctors told me I would fall
My heart is too small
My heart is too small
But if the criminal’s caught by the end of the day
What more is there left to say?
My mind flits from red to black
There are lives at stake, what’s the use of tact?
You joke around but you don’t seem to see
The effect you have on me
And how am I to say
All the feelings I can’t convey?
Chorus
Am / C / G / F
So give me the case or give me the cocaine
Stop looking at me, I know its strange
I’m not strapping bombs to people’s chests
What more do you want, have I passed your test?
Am / C / G / Am / G / F
My mind rebels at—stagnation
My body at any close sensation
I’m afraid… of nothing
I’m afraid… of boring.
Chorus
My good doctor tells me to stand tall
He says, “Your heart is not small
Your heart is not small,
And maybe, if you let yourself feel
You might actually feel real.
You might actually feel real.”

Real

http://www.mediafire.com/?0l5z2j084jpdl0w (DOWNLOAD LINK)

So, I'm in love with Dark!Molly. And someone requested BAMF!John, which I tried to sneak in there at the end. So I put the two together and out came... this?

LYRICS

Whisper, darling in my ear
You, treat me like a fool
But its me who knows you best

Did you like Jim I know I did
Such a riot, decent kid
But Moriarty’s not done yet

CHORUS
So listen close, I’ll only say it once
Sherlock you have six shots
And only one gun.

Oh listen close, your warnings gone and done
You’ve had your time to hide
Now run.

Bodies, laid bare are such
Beauties, isn’t breathing boring
On that, I think we agree

I can, do things with my
Hands, you don’t even know the words for,
Come look and see.

CHORUS

(The things that we could do
The things I’d do to you)

And now bursts in a Watson, come at his master’s call,
Look here, it‘s just not the best time, kidnapping and all
What, dear? Surprised that Molly has such claws?
And that’s the best part – you can’t see through me at all...

Also - if anyone's looking for any superb Dark!Molly fics, I HIGHLY HIGHLY HIGHLY HIGHLY HIGHLY recommend 'The Anatomist' by rosa_acicularis. http://rosa-acicularis.livejournal.com/30916.html It is actually my favorite piece of Sherlock fanfiction ever, and I mean EVER.
So, yes. Enjoy!

Molly's Revenge

http://www.mediafire.com/?1tq0sazopr27s7d <-- DOWNLOAD LINK

Did I... Yes. I think I just did. Album and idea cred to <a href="http://cockwagons.tumblr.com" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">http://cockwagons.tumblr.com</a>/. I don't think you comprehend what you have done.
LYRICS:
Where’s your crowd now?
I’m c-coming out
Jim from IT its true
Need a picture of you
Your face right now
Oh your pet is my pet now
Westwood and tie
How Molly would sigh
You solved all my crimes
Oh how I love your mind
Don’t even try
Ready for those laser lights
Cause you know that Sherlock I
CHORUS
I’m your biggest fan, I’ll
Blow stuff up until you love me
Mori-Moriarty
Baby there’s no other
Consulting criminal like me
Mori-Moriarty
We could have such fun
Come on now admit it I’ve won!
Baby we’ll be famous
I’ll just cause crimes until you love me
Mori-Moriarty
Screw Scotland Yard
I left you my card
Carl Power’s shoes
Were a nice touch it’s true
If I say so myself
But I could do so much more with your help
But if you take
Just one more step
I’ll be less than devout
I’ll burn your heart out
This has been fun
I’d suggest you put down that gun
Cause Daddy’s had enough now!
CHORUS
I love to watch you dance around London town
This network of mine no where else can be found
Won’t stop, for anyone
I might be bat-shit but it’s so much fun!
CHORUS
(Sorry for being sharp on some of the choruses. I'm working on that...)

Moriarty (Paparazzi... Sherlockified)

http://www.mediafire.com/?btrwxxoxb5bxyvo (DOWNLOAD LINK)

(Re-did! Much better this time! xD)

Oh yes I did. Cabin Pressure rock, everybody. It better be a thing.

LYRICS:
Those magnificent men and their flying machines
They don't have much luck but they're awfully keen
We'll see some bears, we'll hear Martin vent
If you know what I mean it'll be: brilliant!

Douglas will crack jokes and give bad advice
If we're unlucky, Arthur will make surprising rice
Martin will stutter, that cute ginger man we adore

We'll play yellow car, we'll count otters too
There's not much I don't love about this airdot crew
Even if we're very likely to hear Carolyn roar

Buckle your seatbelts and hold on tight
Get ready for another brilliant flight

CHORUS

Be careful what you do or say
The traveling lemon is in play...

CHORUS

Those magnificent men and their flying machines
Don't get me wrong, I know how it seems
Douglas' passion is low, Martin's sky high
But boy do these boys know how to fly

CHORUS

Brilliant!

http://www.mediafire.com/?9x8rm551l5mw61m (DOWNLOAD LINK)

Inspired by S2E2. I have now written a song (technically) centered around every episode! I think 'The Woman, The Hound, The Fall' will be a mainly S2-inspired compilation, anyway. Sorry it's taken so long and I hope you enjoy! (Next song is some promised Mystrade, but will probably focus around Not-My-Division Lestrade. Also more Molly because I love Molly. And Moriarty. Oh, the excitement!)

Also: beautiful a cappella cover done by satousmuses you should definitely check out!: http://soundcloud.com/satousmuses/hounded


LYRICS:
The hound is here living in the day
I’m perfectly fine in every single way
I have no fear I am Sherlock Holmes
I follow dangerous wherever it goes

Nothing can’t be explained, no monstrous dog or cat
But how my hand shakes, take a look at that
Now afraid of monsters, of the creeping night
My body betrays me and it’s fight or flight

Because it’s on the prowl
The fear
It eats up your mind
I fear
He’s in my head
I fear
You’re on my mind
You have no right to be there

I have no friends I have no heart
Don’t give me that face, don’t even start
There’s nothing wrong with me, my mind is sane
For if it’s not, I have lost the game

Because it’s on the prowl
The fear
It eats up your mind
I fear
He’s in my head
I fear
You’re on my mind
You have no right to be there

I don’t understand, but don’t turn away
I have just one friend, I would prefer he stay
You’re brilliant, John, in your respective part
Your conductive light breaking me apart

Here’s the game
And here are you
Here’s my brain
And here are the clues
I would rather be blind
All I have is my mind
All I have is my mind

Chasing the hound into the light of day
We’re perfectly fine in every single way
You have no fear running with Sherlock Holmes
We follow dangerous wherever it goes
Wherever it goes

Hounded

http://www.mediafire.com/?ab1uuy2szdotvt1 (DOWNLOAD LINK)

Dedicated to my friend BottaBotta, or penpalswithowls.tumblr.com. Go look at her blog; she's cool like bowties and stensons are cool.

LYRICS:

I’m the big daddy cat in this spindling city
All the little criminals on their knees before me
Last one to Sherlock Holmes is a sucker
But I just can’t be bothered oh I just can’t be bothered

Don’t worry about the charge it’s all on me
Poor Mister Richard Brooks, why won’t you let him be
It’s unfortunate you’re getting rather ordinary
Rather ordinary rather ordinary

I owe you a fall

Every fairy tale needs a good old-fashioned villain
Do I own secrecy or tell stories to children?
Oh Mister Boast-A-Lot, the king’s gonna doubt you
And then I’ll have got you and then I’ll have got you

Don’t worry about the charge it’s all on me
Poor Mister Richard Brooks, why won’t you let him be
In a world of locked rooms I’m the king with the key
Come look and see, come look and see

Cause I owe you a fall

Watch me dance, watch me turn, watch me
D-disappear x2
Watch you dance, watch you burn, watch you
D-disappear
Watch you dance, watch you burn, watch you
Disappear, disappear, disappear

Cause I owe you a fall

http://www.mediafire.com/?l3jthw4tb3dnf9c (DOWNLOAD LINK)

RachelDavis8 requested some Mystrade, and I adored the line "not my division" in Reichenbach, and that made... a very very pissed off Lestrade? Enjoy. :D

LYRICS:
You’d think New Scotland Yard would appreciate precision
How many times can I say it? It’s not my division!
It’s like a pack of lemmings who can’t seem to make decisions
Fuck it didn’t I just tell you, it’s not my division?

Next man who tells me it’s my problem
I’m gonna shoot right in the eye

Mycroft Holmes is bad bad man
I won’t let myself get mixed up with him if I can (help it)
Umbrella so suave thinks he owns the world
I’m too old to have a crush like a little girl

Next man who tells me its Him on the phone
Is getting kicked right in the nuts

You’d think Watson could keep his detective on hand
It’s not my problem and I won’t make a stand
But he better well look before he damn well leaps
Next crime scene he tampers with I think I’m gonna freak

Next man who tells me he’s solved the case without us
Better duck lest he start to cry

Next problem given to me when it’s not mine
Somebody’s gonna die
Except not really
Cause that would be bad
As a DI
Fuck it

Not My Division (or Lestrade and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day)

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Badwolfonbakerstreet did a fabulous cover here: http://soundcloud.com/badwolfonbakerstreet/for-you-cover. CHECK IT OUT.

I am actually extremely proud of this one. Originally on piano but then I decided I should stick to what I know. Did use a pick for the strumming, though, so the sound is clearer. This is for our Molly (dear lovely Molly), concerning her devotion to Sherlock.

LYRICS:
A corpse, a coffee, human thumbs, a cup of tea
Company or the gift of being alone

I’ll part my hair, gloss my lips, you won’t notice, you won’t get it
Even Jim from IT was a scrappy plan at best

But you look so sad when he’s not looking
And I know cause I don’t count
I’m Molly Hooper I never count

And you look so sad when you think he’s not looking
And I notice cause I don’t count
I’m Molly Hooper and I don’t count

CHORUS
All I am, foolish me, you won’t believe the things I could be
For you
Though I know you don’t need me, I’m not him, I can’t be
Not for you

Three year’s time, a change of clothes, a couch to crash on, so it goes
My hands my eyes my heart my ears my nose

Arms open wide, without your clever explanations I’ll do it without your damned manipulations
Or any fake emotional sensations

Cause you look so sad when he’s not looking
And I know, because you count
I’m Molly Hooper—to me you count

Yeah you look so sad when you think he’s not looking
And I see it cause I don’t count
I’m Molly Hooper—don’t say I count

CHORUS
With all I am, foolish me, you’ve never seen me the best I can be
But it’s true
Though I know you don’t need me, I’m not him, I can never be
Not for you

Take it all, take it all: my regard and care
It might have started as a crush but now it’s just not fair
I’m a big girl I can handle myself
But Sherlock Holmes you need my help
Won’t you take it all take it all the things you need
Don’t look at me look at me like I’m crazy

I know what it means to be sad when he’s not looking
I know cause I don’t count
I’m Molly Hooper, I never count

You’re planning something Sherlock when he’s not looking
And I know cause I could count
I’m Molly Hooper—I could count
For you

For You

http://www.mediafire.com/?adzwc145mlbe9zi (DOWNLOAD LINK)

This is my contribution to the #believeinsherlock movement. :) Chords are seriously the simplest things on earth, but I put them up anyway, so that all can sing it! Huzzah!

Beautiful a cappella cover done by satousmuses: http://soundcloud.com/satousmuses/i-believe-in-sherlock-holmes

Super Duper Simple uke
E-A Verses
and Chorus D

I believe in Sherlock Holmes
I know Richard Brooks was a fake
I believe in John Watson's blog
Don't care what the magazines have to say

So this is my rallying song
Won't you rally with me today?

I'll spray paint it on the walls
Scream it from the tallest building I can climb
I refuse to shut my mouth
I refuse to pretend to be blind

So this is my rallying song
Won't you rally with me today?

(Say it with me) I believe
Moriarty was real

I believe in Sherlock Holmes
I know Richard Brooks was a fake
If you believe in John Watson's blog
Don't listen to what the magazines have to say

So this is my rallying song
Won't you rally with me today?

Do You Believe in Sherlock Holmes?

http://www.mediafire.com/?g3ue6zjm8644tk1 (DOWNLOAD LINK)

Because. I can't help myself, okay?
When I get sad I imagine Sherlock Holmes as a retired crabby old gentleman in Sussex cooing to his bees and yelling at his neighbors before airing all their dirty laundry and almost blowing up his cottage because EXPERIMENTS and Watson visiting him and being like "Dude, what?" and then they have tea and Sherlock hints that John must be lonely all by himself in a house that reminds him of his dead wife and isn't the practice taxing maybe he should relax in that armchair in his house FOREVER and then Watson shakes his head and puts on his hat and promises to visit again the next day.

(And eventually moves in with him. Though that didn't happen in the books. I don't care. THEY ARE CRABBY OLD GENTLEMEN CACKLING TOGETHER AS THEY HOBBLE AWAY FROM THE VILLAGE MARKET HAVING SOLVED SOME MYSTERY BEFORE SOME MORE INCOMPETENT POLICE OFFICERS AND GOING HOME FOR TEA AND HONEY AFTERWARDS. OKAY? OKAY.)

LYRICS:

Oh I know one day that we’ll have to pay the fees
For our crazy life of danger; it’s what science decrees
They’ll tell us to slow down and take our pills
But if there’s any two to tempt Fate, us two will
Why not retire with me, my friend, I can keep bees

All your friends will have wrinkles on their cheeks
And all my old enemies shaking loose as leaves
And we’ll run we’ll run as far as fast as we can but
We might not have the legs to catch the man
But retire with me my friend, the running won’t cease

CHORUS
Oh, oh oh
Let’s keep bees
In a little cottage
In the middle of the trees
But near enough to the city that we can
Still bring those criminals to their knees
Oh oh oh
Let’s keep bees

I can see it all quite clearly
You, in a wicker armchair
Watching the sea
While I go sprawling on my hands and knees
Trying hard as ever to never please
Oh retire with me my friend, I won’t make fun if you wheeze

CHORUS

Oh I know we’re already growing old
You, with your aching shoulder
Me, constantly cold
So forgive me for mentioning it a bit too soon
But I’d love to spend the rest of my days with you
Retire with me my friend, we’ll howl at the moon
Oh retire with me my friend, and retire soon

Let's Keep Bees

(You see what I did there?)

PILOT ROCK, BACK BY POPULAR (and BRILLIANT) DEMAND! I present to you the smugest of all smug bastards, the smoothest of all smooth criminals, the cleverest fingers to ever clever their way into the business of heaving giant tons of metal around the sky:

Douglas Richardson.

LYRICS:
The lemon is in play
Don’t be ambitious my friend don’t think you can pull one over me
Today

The lemon is in play
You get it you keep it oh captain but don’t think
You can pull one over me today

CHORUS
I think you better concede
Douglas Richardson, that’s me
Winning’s in my genealogy

It’ll be better if you see
Douglas Richardson, and truly
Winning’s in my genealogy

I dare you to try anything
21 Questions Travelling Lemon cabin addresses and limerick creations
It’s easy to see

Mr. Birling’ll get his due
After I take some nail varnish and put it all over the bottles and pull one
Over you

CHORUS
I think you better concede
Douglas Richardson, that’s me
Winning’s in my genealogy

It’ll be better if you see
Douglas Richardson, and truly
Winning’s in my genealogy

Oh Martin Crieff don’t you see
It’s impossible to beat me
Because you’re you and I’m me

I think you better concede
I’m Douglas Richardson, and truly
Winning’s in my genealogy



How to Succeed in the Flight Deck Without Really Trying

http://www.mediafire.com/?j60z5xohrq8j8si (DOWNLOAD LINK)

Part of the 'A Bit Not Good' compilation. Know what just kills me in BBC!Reichenbach? Not only does everybody think Sherlock's dead--they think he killed himself. And we all John is probably feeling like the most worthless lump of coal in the world, but at least he believed in him. Lestrade; not so much. (And right he was to do so. I affirm that he and Anderson and Donovan were just doing what good detectives do: they followed the evidence. Sure, personal prejudices, but if I hear someone rail about them one more time I su-wear to God--)

Anyway. The premise is my assumption that Mycroft's sure to clear Sherlock's name in the aftermath, whether he knows Sherlock's alive or not. So this is Lestrade, trying to make peace with his actions, that he probably thinks hold him almost directly accountable for Sherlock's "suicide."

I might or might not have actually teared up while recording this.

LYRICS:
I’ve been doing some thinking
And the story doesn’t quite hold up
It’s just hard to believe that you could do it without trying
When I am trying so hard

But that wasn’t true now was it?
And with all the things I’ve done

CHORUS
I’m so sorry
I’m so sorry
I’m so sorry
I swear
And I should have known better
Than to let my doubt crowd on in
I know about the snipers now and it’s not fair

John’s finally forgiven me
I think he’s under a lot of strain
Trying to deal with you disappearing
Just as fast as you came

And now I’m coming to his for tea sometimes
He’s a good bloke, having dealt with you all the time Look I

CHORUS

And Donovan and Anderson they
Don’t know what to think
As more and more details come to light
We’ve all had a few drinks trying to think

Over the thoughts we’ve had
And the things in you we considered bad
You were a great man, but you could have been good

CHORUS

An Apology

http://www.mediafire.com/?sbzywd60bvn9z5r (DOWNLOAD LINK)

So credit to this goes entirely to Kaitlin (missingmymind), because she's the one who wrote it and I had a laugh reading it and said I'd sing it and she gave the go ahead and this was fun except when I was sick and kept disturbing my dorm-mates because I kept singing it.
BUT OVERALL IT WAS SUPERFUN.
So this is the embarrassing parody of a popular pop song turned Shrock for 'A Bit Not Good,' which ends the compilation. (Four compilations! 32 Shrock songs! That's... a lot...)

So without further ado.

LYRICS: (By missingmymind! Plus some mild switch-up via yours truly.)

Hey Watson won’t you look my way
I can be your new addiction
hey Watson what you got to say
on your brothers sad affliction
I’m a lonely consulting detective who needs a friend
I’ve found out that
everybody talks
everybody talks
everybody talks

CHORUS
it started with a whisper
when he became my blogger
moved right into Baker Street
I can hear the chit-chat
John and I just laugh
at how stupid people can be
when everybody talks back

hey Watson you could be my drug
you could be my new prescription
too much, get me an overdose
I’m so bored, the wall gets bullets
oh my my
shit
everybody talks
everybody talks
everybody talks
too much

CHORUS

Never thought I’d live to see the day
when everybody’s words got in the way
hey Watson, Moriarty’s here
all I’ve given you is fiction
hey Watson now I have to fall

CHORUS
it started with a whisper
when Moriarty talked the kid’s book
had tea right there in Baker Street
You will hear the chit-chat
John please just laugh
I have one more trick up my sleeve
and everybody talks back

everybody talks
everybody talks
everybody talks
back

Everybody Talks (About Sherlock) - Neon Trees Parody

http://www.mediafire.com/?chs16wawir2dc7c (DOWNLOAD LINK!)

So NotDarkYet (http://oneoftheexactsciences.tumblr.com/, or http://soundcloud.com/notdarkyet) came to me with ideas and guitar chords in her magical pocket and we collaborated on this song. It's complete domesticity and Sherlock-and-John bickering, which was really fun to write: I wrote all of Sherlock's parts, and she John's. She came up with the basic melody, and I the chorus, and then we fiddled around and viola! Enjoy!

Also in terms of compilations (cause I like to keep my Shrock songs tidy, I guess), this is the first on the new one called 'Oh God, Yes.' Just for reference. :)

LYRICS:

J: There’s never any milk in the fridge
and no beans and no toast
and if there’s tea
it’s probably contaminated with Sulphide.

But being out of milk is not even the worst thing
cause you play your bloody violin in the middle of the night

When I need the sleep cause I have to be
in the surgery at 6
and Sarah will kill me
if I fall asleep at work one more time.

S: I don’t even sleep I don’t understand
How in just one moment when I turn my back
My chemicals are down the sink
And the livers in the trash
 
And if my mind is a finely tuned machine
It’s no wonder milk keeps slipping out of it
 
You’re always going to the pub when I need you here
And staying around when I want you gone
You need to replace your crappy phone
And stop complaining about what I’ve done wrong
 
CHORUS
J: You always do less than your share of things to do
Why do I put up with this, living with
You?
 
S: You’re so stuck in the mundane you can’t even move
Why do I put up with this, living with
You?

J: You know it’s your turn to do the dishes
and it’s been for the last three weeks. 
and, christ, what is that head
still doing in the fridge?
 
And I can’t even bring my girlfriends home
cause you are always rude to them and I’m single again faster than I can blink.
 
And no, I won’t send another text for you
and I won’t hand you that bloody phone
you can find someone else to pass you a pen
if I catch you with my laptop once again.


S: The dishes are boring, cleaning's boring
You're always asking me to do things that are dull
And when life gets exciting again
You say you want to watch crap telly instead

But I know that's not right because your hands doesn't tremble any more
And your leg is doing fine

Stop irritating me about the solar system
Or pointing out my lack of care
If you're so concerned about it
Why do you still live here?

CHORUS

S: Stop letting Mycroft in the flat
He's annoying and ruthless and getting fat
Fatter than he was anyway
By the way, he's still convinced we're gay

(While John goes)
Its manners to let Mycroft into the flat
It'd probably be easier if you didn't call him fat
He's not as fat as he was anyway
Does he still think we're gay?

J: But nothing ever happened to me before you came around
And I don’t think I can go back now

S: Cause you may be annoying and you may be dull
J: And you may be a mess and talk too much to your skull
S: But there’s not much that I can guarantee
Other than bored you and I will never be

J: You're a brilliant madman, the best I ever knew
That's why I put up with this
Living with you

S: You're my best friend, my only friend, it's true
That's why I put up with this
Living with you

You're my best friend, my only friend, it's true
S + J: That's why I put up with this
Living with you

Living With You (with NotDarkYet)

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So I've been sitting on this one for a while. It was actually the first one I wrote for 'A Bit Not Good,' but I was never satisfied with the recording, and never got around to redoing it until recently. One of the trickiest vocally, I think...

Anyway, it's centered around Sally Donovan; what I consider a little bit of a deeper look into her perspective on Sherlock. I've taken liberties with the canon, obviously, so forgive a poor Shrocker for her creative liberties...

I originally wrote it while fooling around on the uke and then realized the finished song was much too dark for my instrument of choice. Fun fact. Enjoy!

LYRICS:

CHORUS:
I’m the protector, it’s my role
I’m in control
I’m in control
I am—in—control

You’re a monster don’t you dare play soft
There is not one man on this earth who is not
Who acts the way you do

And knows all the things you know
You understand Moriarty because your alike souls
Waiting for the light to get old

I’ve seen it all before,
“Loved ones” brains spilled all over the kitchen floor
All because you got too bored

You’re a freak see if you care
I bet you’ve never needed to worry about feeling scared
Or lost

But I know one of these days that you’ll break
Like my brother back when my ma and I had no escape
Dreams leave me heaving in the night, so afraid

And if it comes down to it, if Lestrade can’t do it
If everyone else  is cowering and afraid of the stains
I’ll put the bullet in your brain

If it comes down to it, and I know it’ll come down to it
If John Watson’s body lies in a drain
I’ll put the bullet in your brain

CHORUS:
I’m the protector, it’s my role
I’m in control
I’m in control
I am in control

CHORUS 2:
So don’t you tell a soul
These doubts will eat you whole
These monsters will eat me whole
If I’m not in control

You’re a monster don’t you dare play soft
There is not one man on this earth who is not
The exception you are not

There Is Not

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I've actually had this on my computer and have been sitting on it for a while - sorry, lovelies! Enjoy!

LYRICS:
Ah, look at all the boring people
Ah, look at all the boring people

Sally Donovan files reports late at night she knows no one will read
Feels like a dream
Waits at the crime scene, wearing the face that she keeps in a job by the tape
She wants to escape

All the boring people
What idiots they are!
All the boring people
What idiots they are!

Good old Mike Stamford, writing the words to a lecture for which no one will care
No one comes near
Look at him working, darning his socks in the night when there’s nobody there
What does he care?

All the boring people
What idiots they are!
All the boring people
What idiots they are!

Ah, look at all the boring people
Ah, look at all the boring people

Sally Donovan sneers at the faces she passes, each one and the same
Who does she blame?
Good Mike Stamford, wiping the ink from his hands as he picks up the phone 
No friends are home

All the boring people
What idiots they are!
All the boring people
What idiots they are!

All The Boring People (Beatles' Parody)

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So remember when people asked for MorMor?

Yeah, well. How about some super depressing one-sided post-Reichenbach MorMor?

LYRICS:
Good night, sleep well
Hope it’s not boring in Hell
I remember your sofa and the way it meant nothing
To you why would it mean a damn thing to me at all

What did you think I would do?
Something big and drastic, like a fool?

Did you expect me to

CHORUS
Cry?
Or die?
The lies
That you told me are the reason I survive

I was never lost
So don’t you dare say you found me
I kissed you I tasted
The blood in my mouth
I said let’s get away
I bet there’s other games to play
You slapped me across the face
Said there’s no one else
Like him

And I’m not him
Bizarre or brilliant or worth your time

I bet you wanted me to

CHORUS

At least call me by my name when you fuck me over
At least Sherlock’s life is over
At least I’m still a one-man show
And you’ll never know
No you’ll never know

That I wanted to 

CHORUS

And I survive

Survive

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I needed some uke in the compilation "Oh God, Yes." Then Mycroft was suddenly singing a lullaby to get young Sherlock the fuck to sleep. But nicely?
Enjoy!

LYRICS:

Sherlock go to sleep
I am tired and so is Mummy
The frogs will be there tomorrow

Your questions do attest
To the intelligence you possess
There’s time for that tomorrow, but for right now close your eyes child

The world’s not that hard to dance through
Just take a partner and spin
Cast off if you need to
You faithful child, you just don’t know how to win

Why fake it through the day
If everything’s not okay
I’ll answer that tomorrow, but for right now close your eyes child

We are different
We see what others can’t
We feel what other’s don’t have to

Protect your heart Sherlock
Alone is what protects you
Alone protects me too

I’ll keep you warm and close
And in the morning we’ll have toast
But the morning is tomorrow, so for right now close your eyes child

Lullaby for a Young Scientist

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More Irene Adler! Also alternately titled that-one-song-that-made-me-wish-I-had-an-electric-guitar. And an amp, come to think of it.

LYRICS
There’s only one person I can trust
Me, myself, and only us
We know how to work lust
Security, Security

CHORUS
I’m not a spider I’m just a designer
My mother died when she was thirty-four
I plan to live, to live forever
Isn’t that what all this is for?

Don’t you see
There’s only me
And security

Did it break your heart to see me lost
I’ll let you keep the memories, free of cost
Why won’t your mind just let me be
I’m above you; I’ve spent my life being above me

For security

CHORUS

You’re brilliant, so am I
I’m not hungry, let’s have dinner; or would that be a crime?

The woman who beat you x4

CHORUS

The Purpose of Pride

Hey guys! Long story short:
1) I've run out of space here so I've moved accounts
2) You can follow that new soundcloud at http://soundcloud.com/abib-channel-two
3) My tumblr is still functioning wonderfully thanks to Katie!

Love you all, and shrock on,
Kayla

PSA: Moving Accounts!

ALL MUSIC MADE PAST THE DATE 8/7/12 IS POSTED ON THE CHANNEL LINKED BELOW:
http://soundcloud.com/abib-channel-two


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I... write Shrock. Sherlock rock. Yeah. As in Sherlock Holmes. The sexiest nerd music to grace the interwebs.

Email me with a prompt or a question or whatever! thefourthgarrideb@gmail.com.

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So... enjoy?

Now I have a tumblr, run by the fantastic Katie! http://a-bromance-in-bohemia.tumblr.com/

(Original/not-shrock stuff channel here: soundcloud.com/atlahnevermind)

A Bromance In Bohemia

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