sometimes memories have the most unexpected way of creeping up on us. a specific smell, a particular sound, an experience so intrinsically tied to a long forgotten time in your life that they’re almost one and the same — you’re just trying to pick up some milk from the grocery store or aimlessly listen to the radio in the car and a single reminder can send you spiraling, bowled over and mind overtaken by times long since past
or maybe you’re a dreamer, one plagued during the night by confusing and complicated experiences you can’t quite piece together in the light of the day, the scene scattering in the morning air. you’re terrified and running along a dark, narrow corridor, something chasing you but you’re not sure why. your fear is compounded by the fact that your feet won’t do what you want — it feels like they are moving through molasses. the pursuer is gaining, but when it finally catches you, the whole scene vanishes...and you wake up. they say dreams weave in experiences from our waking lives, pull only from what has been experienced before ... but do dreams ever replay complete memories ?
as you lay there, maybe in a cold sweat tangled in your sheets, maybe snapping back into focus under flickering florescent lights, you’re left to consider — how much of that was real ? and how much was simply that: a dream ?
SUMMARY: your muse has had a flashback of their past life — a brief snippet of a life long since lived in a world quite unlike their own. what did they see ? how did it happen ? how does it leave them feeling ? was it a good memory or a bad ?
GUIDELINES
this task is intended to be a self para of sorts — a way for you to explore how your muse may react to memories resurfacing of their original greek life, or what those memories may be. there are no real strict content requirements: we’ve given a few questioning prompts above, as well as some scenarios to consider, but feel free to choose to focus on the contents of the flashback itself, the emotions in the aftermath, or whatever you may have muse for. there’s no real strict length requirements either !
that being said, while the task is more focused on individual writing, feel free to also write threads / starters based on this experience if you so choose
much like our previous playlist task, you’re welcome to complete this task at any time and it’s not mandatory to participate. however, please do keep in mind this task is more plot related than the previous and may link to future plot drops
this task, if applicable, does count towards ACTIVITY
please tag your posts with #theikostask and #theikostask02
THE STRENGTH OF THE RISING SUN: a playlist about 𝒶𝓅𝑜𝓁𝓁𝑜.
OBSTACLES, syd matters; someday we will foresee obstacles through the blizzard. ╱ TO BELONG, daughter; i don't want to belong, to you, to anyone. ╱ BODY GOLD, oh wonder; before you came round my heart would never beat much faster. ╱ LE MONARQUE DES INDES, pierre lapointe; tu tisses des étoffes de joie avec tes rires, avec ta voix. ╱ SUN MAY SHINE, tamino; and still somehow you may find your heart here.
This playlist reflects on the image I have of Apollo, the god: it’s soft and kind of slow, the lyrics are gentle and often speak of love, which is a great part of the myths involving Apollo. I often read about how he truly loved his mortal and immortal lovers, and I really love it about him. That’s what I wanted his playlist to express.
THE TRUTH OF THE WORDS UNSUNG: a playlist about 𝓉𝒶𝑒𝒾𝓁 𝓈𝑜𝓃𝑔.
ARE YOU READY FOR ME, pretty vicious; 'cause we've waited all our lives and now's our fuckin' time. ╱ NA NA NA, my chemical romance; i'd rather go to hell than be in purgatory. ╱ CROSS OFF, mark morton & chester bennington; keep staring down the sun and hope the light will finally blind your eyes from seeing. ╱ THE ONLY EXCEPTION, paramore; leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream. ╱ NOBODY LIKES THE OPENING BAND, i don’t know how but they found me; but if you lend an ear and give them just one little chance.
Taeil’s playlist contrasts a lot with Apollo’s, because it’s not as soft and there isn’t a lot of love into the lyrics. It’s pretty much a representation of his musical expression: lots of random songs about anything else, and few love songs that he keeps in secret only for his boyfriend. And the last song is basically him begging to give ASHES TO ICHOR a chance.
it starts with a normal day at the gym. devon is training, as he usually did before big fights, knuckles wrapped & an empty makeshift gym that was located in an abandoned building. he’s alone, how he likes to be in order to clear his mind. it’s only been an hour, but he’s taken it upon himself to quit his warm - up & move on to a more impactful workout ––– one that requires him to grow familiar with a bench press. he’s supposed to have a spotter, but he doesn’t feel as though he’d be doing anything too out of his comfort zone. it’s too bad he’d end up being wrong.
fingers curl around the bar as his back hits the seat, eyes on the metal for a brief moment before he’s inhaling gradually. preparation like that would be useless compared to the nightmare he was about to unleash. palms push upwards to remove the bar from the handle to begin his first set, but the weight seems heavier than normal. it causes brows to furrow, but then something weird happens : a violent flash of what felt light lightning hit, temporarily stunning the male & sending his mind reeling back into a world he wasn’t completely sure was fake.
his shoulders & palms were no longer carrying the weight of gym equipment. no, the item being held up was cold & rugged, jagged & sharp - edged as it dug into his flesh. the weight of the boulder he seemed to be holding up becomes the only thing on devon’s mind. feet dig into the grassy, yet completely rough, surface beneath him & he knew he was outside. it felt like he was trying to move up the side of a mountain of sorts. the boulder on his shoulders was no boulder at all. in fact, it was much greater than that. it was the sky & heavens, a burden placed upon him for mistakes made against the olympians. his body, although firm in place, had been shaking beneath the hold, begging for an ounce of relief that would never come. his punishment had been to carry the weight of the world, so to speak, up without dropping it. every time he thought he would drop, he only grew stronger. every time it felt like he needed to give up, he stayed put.
this reality that he was witnessing came to an abrupt end when the bar falls from his grip, bouncing off of devon’s chest & hitting the ground with a loud clang. the male sits up, hands on his knees as his breathing becomes staggered from the sudden ending to a... daydream ? devon didn’t do that much. his brows remain furrowed, brain trying to process the scene he’d set himself up in just a few moments prior to then. his chest aches, one hand lifting to press against it lightly before he’s rolling his shoulders back. just shake it off. such flashbacks & dreams had never happened before, but devon was done training for the night, afraid that lifting up another weight would potentially trigger another... episode. “ i need some fuckin’ sleep. holy. ” devon is talking to himself now, trying to shake how real the weight & pressure from the memory had felt.
Option 1: we’re looking to highlight the differences between your canon mythology character and the oc you’ve created and built around them. for side a, include songs that apply to the myth, for side b, songs about your own character
EVIL WOMAN: Alice Alderman Playlist
Hey woman, you got the blues
'Cause you ain't got no one else to use
Side A: Lyssa
A little wicked- Valerie Broussard
One of these days a-coming, I'm gonna take that boy's crown
There's a serpent in these still waters lying deep down
To the king, I will bow, at least for now
One of these days a-coming, I'm gonna take that boy's crown
Crazy Train- Ozzy Osborne
Inheriting troubles
I'm mentally numb
Crazy, I just cannot bear
I'm living with something that just isn't fair
Crazy on You- Hidden Citizens
Wild man's world is cryin' in pain
What you gonna do when everybody's insane?
So afraid of one who's so afraid of you
What you gonna do?
Hit and Run- LOLO
You poured the gasoline and
I drove into the flames
History will hate us
But they'll never forget our names
Pit of Vipers- Simon Curtis
I can almost feel the tick like clockwork
Hearing all the voices in my head each time I go
There's a game they play that I'm not part of
Tearing at the weaknesses and all the faults they know
Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing- Set it Off
Baa baa, black sheep, have you any soul?
No sir, by the way, what the hell are morals?
Jack be nimble, Jack be quick
Jill's a little whore and her alibis are turning tricks
Don’t Mess with Me- Temposhark
Cause all your heads are gonna roll
I've made your misery my goal
So if you want survival, kneel on my arrival
This is how I rule the world
Bury a Friend- Billie Eilish
Say it, spit it out, what is it exactly
You're payin'? Is the amount cleanin' you out? Am I satisfactory?
Today, I'm thinkin' about the things that are deadly
The way I'm drinkin' you down
Like I wanna drown, like I wanna end me
The Devil Within- Digital Daggers
I'll be here
When you think you're all alone
Seeping through the cracks
I'm the poison in your bones
Savages- MARINA
Were we born to abuse, shoot a gun and run
Or has something deep inside of us come undone?
Is it a human trait, or is it learned behaviour
Are you killing for yourself, or killing for your saviour?
I’m a Psycho- Clooney
I'm a psycho, I do what I like oh,
I got one loose screw, better watch your back.
I'm a psycho, You can't deny no,
I'm as crazy as a daisy, and you're under attack.
Paint it Black- Hidden Citizens
I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and must have it painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facing up when your whole world is black
She’s a Bad Mama Jama- Carl Calrton
Looks like she's poured into the gold
She's bad
The essence of beauty
Control- Halsey
And all the kids cried out, "Please stop, you're scaring me"
I can't help this awful energy
God damn right, you should be scared of me
Who is in control?
Evil Woman- ELO
You destroyed all the virtues that the Lord gave you
It's so good that you're feeling pain
Freaks- The Hawk in Paris
We’ll have you wrapped around our trigger finger
Queen bee yellow, you’re the skin for our stinger
We’ll make you swoon, make it hurt just a little
We’re the boys and the girls and the freaks in the middle
Side B: Alice
Super Freak- Rick James
She's a very kinky girl
The kind you don't take home to mother
She will never let your spirits down
Once you get her off the street, ow girl
Stayin Alive- Lizzo
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk
I'm a woman, no time to talk
Music loud and women warm
I been kicked around since I was born
Cold as Ice- Foreigner
I've seen it before, it happens all the time (Ooh-ooh)
You're closing the door, you leave the world behind
You're digging for gold, you're throwing away (Ah, ah)
A fortune in feelings but, some day, you'll pay
Bad Girls Club- Falling in Reverse
She's like a witch, casting spells, hypnotizing
She made me drink a potion just to fall in love
She got me drunk, tipsy off her love
Creep- Daniela Andrade
I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
Kiss the Girl- Chase Holfelder
But there's something about her
And you don't know why
But you're dying to try
You wanna kiss the girl
Good Girls- Elle King
I can take you down when the damned get wild
There's a whole lot of sinning but they're greener for miles
Three hits on the 6, there's a number that you dial
You can be like me but I'm a real brat child
She’s Kerosene- The Interrupters
She's got a history of making a scene, yeah
She's telling stories she’s gaslighting
Like he's the executioner and she is the queen
But he's the one whose neck is in a guillotine
Seven Nation Army- DMNDS
Don't want to hear about it
Every single one's got a story to tell
Everyone knows about it
From the Queen of England to the Hounds of Hell
And if I catch it coming back my way
I'm gonna serve it to you
Bad Girls- Donna Summer
Bad girl, sad girl
You’re such a naughty bad girl
Beep beep, uh-huh
Trouble- Natalia Kills
Happiness is just a glass away, I'm trouble
Breath me in, like the summer nights
It's only a mistake if we don't survive
Kids grown up, but we're not alright, we're trouble
If I Killed Someone for You- Alec Benjamin
Would you turn me in (Would you turn me in)
When they say I'm on the loose?
Would you hide me when (Would you hide me when)
My face is on the news?
'Cause I killed someone for you
Upside Down- Paloma Faith
Ain't got no cares (ain't got no cares)
I ain't got no rules (ain't got no rules)
I think I like (I think I like)
Living upside down (living upside down)
A Little Wicked- Valerie Broussard
I'll be high up in that tower, he'll be down there getting stoned
Beware the patient woman, cause this much I know
No one calls you honey when you're sitting on a throne
These Boots are Made for Walkin- Nancy Sinatra
You keep playing where you shouldn't be playing
And you keep thinking that you'll never get burnt, hah
Well, I've just found me a brand new box of matches, yeah
And what he knows you ain't had time to learn
You Drive me Crazy- Britney Spears
You drive me crazy, I just can't sleep
I'm so excited, I'm in too deep
Whoa, crazy, but it feels alright
Baby, thinking of you keeps me up all night
Thanatos was never given commands from any one other than Hades. He was loyal to the Underworld god. But to say no to the King of Gods Zeus, Thanatos didn’t have much of a choice. Thanatos didn’t get a lot of details except this mortal man had angered Zeus so much that he wanted Thanatos to chain in down in the Underworld. A simple task enough. It was not hard for Thanatos to locate this infamous king, Sisyphus. He had made a name for himself in the city of Ephyra. Thanatos wasn’t one for theatrics or needed to put on a spectacle like many other gods. The god visited the king at the dead of night, swiping him away to the Underworld for his punishment.
Thanatos was given instructions from Zeus to chain up Sisyphus. He had very special chains in mind for this king. Thanatos had the king ready for his eternal punishment when Sisyphus had one request. Being the fair god he was, Thanatos allowed this request. That was his mistake. As Thanatos showed how the chains worked, the king was swift to trick and trap the god of Death in his own chains. The iron clasps stung on his wrist. The god was furious but the more he struggled, the tighter the chains wrapped around his body. He was trapped down here. He called out into the void. Only the screams of the dead echoed in the cave.
//
Levi gasped sitting up on his bed. This throat felt dry as if he had been yelling. Sweat was plastered on his forehead. He hardly ever remembered his dreams. He hardly even had dreams. So for him to clearly dream was rare. His wide eyes scanned his room. He could still hear the screams of the dead. That’s where he dreamt was in. He was in Hell. Or some sort of it. He could still feel the iron cuffs on his wrist. Heavy, holding him in place. He was chained for what felt like years. They weren’t meant for him but he somehow got trapped in them.
His shaking hands checked for the cuffs in the darkness. It’s been days. Almost a week since Levi actually had a decent night of sleep. And on the night he managed to fall asleep he had a night terror. He laid on his back, staring at the ceiling. His breathing was still frantic. If he stared long enough the shadows started to form shapes. Faces almost. The last time he had night terrors this bad was when he was a child. It was back before he wasn’t diagnosed with anything. He wasn’t on any medication to help.
The longer he stared into the shadows, he drifted back to the feeling of being chained, unable to move, unable to do anything. The faces on his walls were the same ones he saw in that pit he was chained in. His thoughts went to the strangest conclusion that he had actually lived through that. It wasn’t just a creation of his brain. How could that be possible? Levi had never been arrested in his life. The dream felt more like deja vu. He was tricked into those cuffs. Many, many years ago. He was a different person but at the same time it was him.
Running his hands through his hair, he held his head. “I must be losing my goddamn mind.” His wrists felt heavy again. He could hear the iron shackles again. “Let me out of these! Let me GO!” His thoughts were getting too much for him. Whispers were crawling into his ears. He knew he was yelling at the top of his lungs. If he continued any longer, his neighbors might become suspicious. He didn’t want them to suspect anything. He had to quiet himself. Levi dug through his bed side table for any pills. He had to have some lying around. He couldn’t let the voices come back. He had worked so hard to keep them away. “Fucking hell. Where are they? No. No, I’m not going to listen to you.” With trembling hands, Levi downed some sleeping pills. “You’re not real. You’re not real.” He repeated until his mind became silent. It took a couple of minutes for the pills to kick in. His eyelids slowly got heavier and he was soon drifting back to sleep.
your muse has had a flashback of their past life — a brief snippet of a life long since lived in a world quite unlike their own. what did they see ? how did it happen ? how does it leave them feeling ? was it a good memory or a bad ?
Maybe she would have been better off not listening to her sisters was one of the only thoughts that ran through Psyche’s head as she thought on the tasks she had to work through so far. Aphrodite was a cruel goddess when she wanted to be, that was one of the only things she was certain about. The woman didn’t want to think so harshly of her sisters in spite of how they had led her down the wrong path and into the predicament she was in now.
Who’s to say she wouldn’t do the same if she thought either of them were offered up to a monster? After all, that was what her father had thought the prophecy meant. She thought she would never be more terrified in her life than she was when she was left on that mountain to wait for whatever monster would be her husband. She never thought she would be so terribly wrong.
For the millionth time, she cursed herself and the people who had praised her beauty in her head. Without that, she wouldn’t be traipsing through the underworld with some ‘beauty cream’ for a vain and cruel goddess who had no need for it. She cursed her sisters, though she wanted to believe the best in them, for using the well-being of her unborn child against her. Had they suspected without telling her? Had they somehow known that her husband was a God even though she didn’t?
Aphrodite was so fearful that even the queen of the gods wouldn’t help her. What a hateful woman. The fourth task was something unheard of. For some reason, though, the queen of the underworld had seemed more merciful than even the goddess of love.
What could Aphrodite want other than the beauty she already had? Curiosity and a dash of hopefulness filled her head and before she could stop herself, she had opened the box. Just enough to peek inside. The blonde pulled back momentarily as a somewhat sweet smell filled the air. Confusion was her last thought before everything seemed to grow a lot quieter and she quickly slipped into darkness.
~
In her small apartment in New York, Poppy’s eyes opened as she felt panic flood through her. It was so dark. She sat up in bed quicker than she had meant to and rubbed her eyes as she glanced over at her bedside table. 3 in the morning. Great.
The dream had been so vivid, almost like a memory. But there was no way. “What the hell,” Poppy mumbled to herself as she rubbed some of the sleep from her eyes. She let out a heavy sigh as she fell back onto her pillow and pulled her covers up to her neck. She’d never really had a dream like that. One where she swore she could feel every emotion like she was there. The sadness, the anger, the confusion. It all felt too real.
OPTION 2, you can look at the difference between songs that you think your muse embodies and songs they would actually listen to. side a would apply to your character’s personality; what songs you listen to when you need to get in the mood to write them, what songs you hear and immediately think ‘yes, this is them to a t’. for side b, include songs that your character would listen to, what their personal music taste is !
Ancient Queen: A Zelda Foster playlist
Rock on Ancient Queen
Side A: Personality
Gold Dust Woman- Fleetwood Mac//How Soon Is Now- The Smiths// Edge of Seventeen- Stevie Nicks// Crimson and Clover- Joan Jett// Gypsys, Tramps, and Thieves- Cher// Beautiful Life- Ace of Base// She’s a Rainbow- The Rolling Stones// Livin La Vida Loca- Ricky Martin// Season of the Witch- Donovan// Witchy Woman- The Eagles// Just a Girl- No Doubt// I Eat Boys Like You For Breakfast- Ida Maria// Hex Girl- Moon Sisters// Volcano Girls- Veruca Salt// Express Yourself- Madonna// Dear Prudence- The Beatles
Side B: Personal Playlist
Material Girl- Madonna// Mother’s Daughter- Miley Cyrus// Celebrity Skin- Hole// Tiny Dancer- Elton John// September- Earth, Wind, and Fire// Bubblegum Bitch- MARINA// Day Tripper- The Beatles// Lust for Life- Iggy Pop// When the Day Met the Night- Panic at the Disco// Call on Me- Eric Prydz// Strange Brew- Cream// Abracadabra- Steve Miller Band// Bottom of the River- Delta Rae// Africa- TOTO// It’s My Life- No Doubt// Who Do You Think You Are- The Spice Girls
Honorable Mentions: Somebody to Love- Queen//Fernando- Abba
War Pig: Damien Blackwell Playlist
Option 1: we’re looking to highlight the differences between your canon mythology character and the oc you’ve created and built around them. for side a, include songs that apply to the myth, for side b, songs about your own character
Side A: Deimos
War Pigs- Black Sabbath
Time will tell on their power minds
Making war just for fun
Treating people just like pawns in chess
Wait 'till their judgment day comes, yeah!
Another Way Out- Hollywood Undead
You better run, better run, better run, yeah I'm coming after you
When you're sleeping at night, yeah there's nothing you can do
There's no place you can hide cause I'm coming after you
Street Fight- Adam Jensen
Try to break me, but I can't break
I'm a bad dream, and you can't wake
Nothing's gonna kill me, nothing's gonna stand in my way
Everything Black- Unlike Pluto
In a nocturnal state of mind
Children of the night
But it's the only way alive
This black hole's pulling me inside
Of this black heart, this black soul
Underneath this black, black sky
Brain Damage- Pink Floyd
The lunatic is in my head
The lunatic is in my head
You raise the blade, you make the change
You re-arrange me 'til I'm sane
Look What You’ve Done- Jet
Give me back my point of view
'Cause I just can't think for you
I can hardly hear you say
What should I do, well you choose
Gladiator- Zayde Wolf
Let me back it up to the start of the climb
Faced with an army of vipers and lions
I had to keep on reaching up 'cause it was my time
To tear down the kingdom and call out the liars
Can’t go to Hell- Sin Shake Sin
Turn that fear into a souvenir
The world is waiting and the hour's near
So if you need a reason, if you need a sign
Open up you're eyes, you'll see they stole your water, turned it into wine
Metal Health (Bang Your Head)- Quiet Riot
Bang your head
Wake the dead
We're all metal mad
It's all you have
So bang your head
And raise the dead
Ain’t No Grave- Johnny Cash
Well, look way down the river
And what do you think I see
I see a band of angels
And they're coming after me
Wreak Havoc- Skylar Grey
I herd 'em like cattle
Cause I'm surrounded by cowards
And I don't give a fuck when I walk into battle
And that's why I got all the power
I'm where you wanna be
Ain't no one ahead of me
All of my enemies made a decision
It's better to follow me
Who Are You, Really- Mikky Eiko
Now you're moving idle and you say you're alone
Suspicious that the string is moving your bones
We are the fire, we see how they run
See how they run, lift me higher, let me look at the sun
Look at the sun and once I hear them clearly, say
Bad to the Bone- George Thorogood and the Destroyers
The head nurse spoke up
Said "leave this one alone"
She could tell right away
That I was bad to the bone
For What It’s Worth- Buffalo Springfield
Paranoia strikes deep
Into your life it will creep
It starts when you're always afraid
Step out of line, the man come and take you away
Ohio- Crosby, Stills, Nash, & Young
Gotta get down to it
Soldiers are cutting us down
Should have been done long ago.
God’s Gonna Cut You Down- Johnny Cash
Well you may throw your rock and hide your hand
Workin' in the dark against your fellow man
But as sure as God made black and white
What's done in the dark will be brought to the light
Side B: Damien
War- Edwin Starr
Oh, war has shattered many a young man's dreams
Made him disabled, bitter and mean
Life is much too short and precious to spend fighting wars these days
War can't give life, it can only take it away
Hurt- Johnny Cash
I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Pretty Fly For a White Guy- The Offspring
Friends say he's trying too hard
And he's not quite hip.
But in his own mind
He's the—he's the dopest trip.
Funny the Way it is- Dave Matthews Band
The way your mouth feels in your lover's kiss
Like a pretty bird on a breeze, or water to a fish
The bomb blast brings the building crashing to the floor
Hear the laughter while the children play war
For Your Love- The Yardbirds
For your love, for your love
I would give the stars above
For your love, for your love
I would give you all I could
My Mirror Speaks- Death Cab For Cutie
And when my mirror speaks it never minces words
'Cause these eyes don't shine half as bright
As they used to do and they haven't for quite a while
Sleep is for the Weak- The Dreadnoughts
Baltic is at your back
You'll head towards the Black
Where the river's rising high
All along the countryside
Enter the hyenas
Viva La Vida- Coldplay
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listened as the crowd would sing,
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
Wish You Were Here- Pink Floyd
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
Rock and Roll- Led Zepplin
It's been a long time since the book of love.
I can't count the tears of a life with no love.
Carry me back, carry me back, carry me back, baby, where I come from.
Dear God- XTC
Dear God, sorry to disturb you, but I feel
That I should be heard loud and clear
We all need a big reduction in amount of tears
And all the people that you made in your image,
See them fighting in the street
'Cause they can't make opinions meet
When You Were Young- The Killers
He doesn't look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined
When you were young
Train in Vain- The Clash
Now I got a job
But it don't pay
I need new clothes
I need somewhere to stay
But without all these things I can do
But without your love I won't make it through
Wish I Knew You- The Revivalists
Oh I hope you don't mind
We can share my mood
Two strangers in the bright lights
I wish I knew you
I wish I knew you
Oh I wish I knew you when I was young
The Weight- The Band
I pulled into Nazareth, was feelin' about half past dead
I just need some place where I can lay my head
"Hey, mister, can you tell me where a man might find a bed?"
He just grinned and shook my hand, "no" was all he said
Hard to Handle- The Black Crows
I have got some good old lovin'
And I got some more in store
When I get through throwin' it on you
You gotta come back for more
Honorable Mentions
Somebody to Love- Queen
I work hard (he works hard) every day of my life
I work 'til I ache my bones
At the end (at the end of the day) I take home (takes home) my hard-earned pay all
(goes home on his own) on my own
Fernando- ABBA
In the firelight Fernando
You were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar
I could hear the distant drums
And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
