We Do What We Can, Arty style!!

Summary: Downstairs they’re playing Mozart The house set to classical, I lay in my bed And listen to Butler’s training, Cause […]

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Downstairs they’re playing Mozart
The house set to classical,
I lay in my bed
And listen to Butler’s training,
Cause Holly’s in rare form tonight
Her trombone sings so sweet
This is the room
Where they all come to meet

She said
I do what I can
I live for the moment
And that’s who I am
Yeah that’s who I am

And isn’t it good
If we could freeze moments in time
We all would
But I do what I can
I do what I can

Downstairs she’s playing Mozart
The Magnavox sighs
But oh how the music has changed
In all of our lives
She says “nobody listens
To modern jazz”
And I’ll never have what those people have

She says
I do what I can
I work for a living
And that’s who I am
Yeah that’s who I am

And it’s good to be alive
But everything’s different since Holly died
I do what I can

Is this the end of the modern world
What could it mean for a young genii
Who sees the pain on her face
She does what she can

The procession on the TV screen
What could it possibly mean for a woman
Who’s come this far just to turn around
Could there still be life in Mozart’s swing
With the Kennedys gone and everything
Those sad rows of houses with their optimistic colors
Democrat grandparents and draft-dodging brothers
Riots down the street and discontented mothers
We do what we can

Downstairs it’s quiet
Less alive somehow
Somehow she was everything that I am now

And she says
I do what I can
I work for a living
And that’s who I am
And that’s who I am

But it’s good to be alive
And these are the choices
We make to survive
You do what you can

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  1. Ohansahyosheli April 30th, 2010 at 12:19 am 1

    Downstairs they’re playing Kenton
    The house set to swing
    I lay in my bed
    And listen to everything
    Cause Leo’s in rare form tonight
    His trombone sings so sweet
    This is the room
    Where they all come to meet

    He said
    I do what I can
    I live for the moment
    And that’s who I am
    Yeah that’s who I am

    And isn’t it good
    If we could freeze moments in time
    We all would
    But I do what I can
    I do what I can

    Downstairs he’s playing Kenton
    The Magnavox sighs
    But oh how the music has changed
    In all of our lives
    He says “nobody listens
    To modern jazz”
    And I’ll never have what those guys have

    He says
    I do what I can
    I work for a living
    And that’s who I am
    Yeah that’s who I am

    And it’s good to be alive
    But everything’s different since Leo died
    I do what I can

    Is this the end of the modern world
    What could it mean for a young girl
    Who sees the pain on his face
    He does what he can

    The procession on the TV screen
    What could it possibly mean for a man
    Who’s come this far just to turn around
    Could there still be life in Kenton’s swing
    With the Kennedys gone and everything
    Those sad rows of houses with their optimistic colors
    Democrat grandparents and draft-dodging brothers
    Riots down the street and discontented mothers
    We do what we can

    Downstairs it’s quiet
    Less alive somehow
    Somehow he was everything that I am now

    And he says
    I do what I can
    I work for a living
    And that’s who I am
    And that’s who I am

    But it’s good to be alive
    And these are the choices
    We make to survive
    You do what you can

  2. Ohansahyosheli April 30th, 2010 at 12:20 am 2

    Those are the normal, un Artified lyrics.

  3. Hermione Fowl April 30th, 2010 at 7:11 am 3

    I love the way you’ve changed it. Can you do a prolouge, on how Holly died. Please?? =)=)

  4. shadowsnake451 April 30th, 2010 at 8:59 am 4

    As is the norm at the moment, I ditto Hermy.

  5. 😀 *slow clap* Brilliant. 😉 Yes, please do tell how Holly oh so tragically died. 😀

    ~CC

  6. iwa the Chris Tormentor May 5th, 2010 at 10:16 pm 6

    T.T cry cry
    sad but awesome

  7. Well. Now, Holly’s elected instrument is officially a trombone! XD

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