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Sherlock just shot the wall;
Still couldn't have it all.
Only one new case today;
Said it was too easy.
His thoughts went out the door,
'Cause Watson matters more.
He loves just this one man;
What had happened to his plan?
He was gonna be a loner;
He was gonna be discreet.
Now everyone knows and lurks by
Two-twenty-one Baker Street.
His life with John has been as if it was a dream,
But John still thinks he's straight
And that makes- Sherlock- irate!
Since he knows, and Jim knows,
And so does Mrs. Hudson,
So do Molly, and Angelo,
And even all of Scotland Yard!
His brother, their mother,
Would say that they were lovers.
But John, you're just so damn blind;
Still stuck in eighteen- eighteen- eighteen- eighteen-ninety-five!
Woohoohoo!
They've been on countless cases,
Seen almost every crime.
Murder, theft, homicide-
And that thing with the Hound.
Looks forward to the day
He won't need to look away;
Thought he knew Watson then,
Can't wait to "know" him now.
How could they work so well, and not notice?
And how could Jim go and try to mess up all of this?
And damn you Mycroft, with your CCTV;
Why can't you piss off, quit smirking,
And just leave them alone?!
Since he knows, and Jim knows,
And so does Mrs. Hudson,
So do Molly, and Angelo,
And even all of Scotland Yard!
His brother, their mother,
Would say that they were lovers.
But John, you're just so damn blind;
Still stuck in eighteen- eighteen- eighteen- eighteen-ninety-five!
Woohoohoo!
Sherlock hates this, make it stop,
How could John still call him 'Spock'?
They need each other now, why let this go on?
This pining has to stop. Stop. STOP!
(So they can UM-QR-A.)
Since he knows, and Jim knows,
And so does Mrs. Hudson,
So do Molly, and Angelo,
And even all of Scotland Yard!
His brother, their mother,
Would say that they were lovers.
But John, you're just so damn blind;
Still stuck in eighteen-ninety-five!
Oh, he knows, and Jim knows,
And so does Mrs. Hudson,
So do Molly, and Angelo,
And even all of Scotland Yard!
His brother, their mother,
Would say that they were lovers.
But John, you're just so damn blind;
Still stuck in eighteen- eighteen- eighteen- eighteen-ninety-five!
Still couldn't have it all.
Only one new case today;
Said it was too easy.
His thoughts went out the door,
'Cause Watson matters more.
He loves just this one man;
What had happened to his plan?
He was gonna be a loner;
He was gonna be discreet.
Now everyone knows and lurks by
Two-twenty-one Baker Street.
His life with John has been as if it was a dream,
But John still thinks he's straight
And that makes- Sherlock- irate!
Since he knows, and Jim knows,
And so does Mrs. Hudson,
So do Molly, and Angelo,
And even all of Scotland Yard!
His brother, their mother,
Would say that they were lovers.
But John, you're just so damn blind;
Still stuck in eighteen- eighteen- eighteen- eighteen-ninety-five!
Woohoohoo!
They've been on countless cases,
Seen almost every crime.
Murder, theft, homicide-
And that thing with the Hound.
Looks forward to the day
He won't need to look away;
Thought he knew Watson then,
Can't wait to "know" him now.
How could they work so well, and not notice?
And how could Jim go and try to mess up all of this?
And damn you Mycroft, with your CCTV;
Why can't you piss off, quit smirking,
And just leave them alone?!
Since he knows, and Jim knows,
And so does Mrs. Hudson,
So do Molly, and Angelo,
And even all of Scotland Yard!
His brother, their mother,
Would say that they were lovers.
But John, you're just so damn blind;
Still stuck in eighteen- eighteen- eighteen- eighteen-ninety-five!
Woohoohoo!
Sherlock hates this, make it stop,
How could John still call him 'Spock'?
They need each other now, why let this go on?
This pining has to stop. Stop. STOP!
(So they can UM-QR-A.)
Since he knows, and Jim knows,
And so does Mrs. Hudson,
So do Molly, and Angelo,
And even all of Scotland Yard!
His brother, their mother,
Would say that they were lovers.
But John, you're just so damn blind;
Still stuck in eighteen-ninety-five!
Oh, he knows, and Jim knows,
And so does Mrs. Hudson,
So do Molly, and Angelo,
And even all of Scotland Yard!
His brother, their mother,
Would say that they were lovers.
But John, you're just so damn blind;
Still stuck in eighteen- eighteen- eighteen- eighteen-ninety-five!
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It's amazing what comes to me when I've got old warm-up songs going through my head while thinking about 'BBC Sherlock' in the shower. Yep; that's all the explanation you're getting.
To the rhythm and tune of Bowling For Soup's song "1985", only Johnlock style. Neither the original song, nor the characters, are mine, only the adaptation. The UMQRA is a reference to "The Hound of the Baskervilles", specifically John finding some rather amusing/disturbing car-sex. That was a spoiler, but no one reads these things anyway.
In other news, this has got to be the best thing I've cranked out in months and it only took me about an hour and a half total, while some of my other works have been in-process for weeks with no end in sight. Damn. XD
To the rhythm and tune of Bowling For Soup's song "1985", only Johnlock style. Neither the original song, nor the characters, are mine, only the adaptation. The UMQRA is a reference to "The Hound of the Baskervilles", specifically John finding some rather amusing/disturbing car-sex. That was a spoiler, but no one reads these things anyway.
In other news, this has got to be the best thing I've cranked out in months and it only took me about an hour and a half total, while some of my other works have been in-process for weeks with no end in sight. Damn. XD
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Ermergerd I shall learn it, and we just might have to burst into random sing-along-time wherever we go m'lady. This I swear! 