[READ THE AUTHOR'S NOTES PLEASE, THE SONG IS COLOUR CODED FOR EASY UNDERSTANDING]
Trixie got on stage and took a deep breath, giving an occasional glance towards Looker. He just stared at his guitar, almost as if he was going through some mental routine just to calm his nerves. 'Yes, that's exactly what Trixie needs, something to calm herself down- I mean...That's what I need. Oh gosh, if I say my name during the song instead of the simple word 'I', then I have no ide-' her thoughts were stopped by a strum of Looker's guitar. He looked up at Trixie with a calm face, putting a hoof on her leg. She didn't realize how hard she was panting just now, but it was more than enough to garner the attention of Looker.
"Hey...You ok? We're starting now." Looker asks, keeping his usual smile to try and keep his partner's nerves under wrap. "You and I both know that you're going to be great. In fact, maybe even powerful!" He teased, snickering a bit before examining Trixie just before their performance. She had opted out of wearing her extravagent hat and cape, much to the relief of Looker. He wanted to attract attention, but if they performed in costumes that would just be silly. "Ladies and gentlecolts..." He spoke into the microphone, letting out a quiet cough to clear his voice. "We're Looker and Trixie. A few of you guys know me, but this is going to be this here filly's first time singing to an audience! Let's give her a hoof." The bar lit up with cheers, several ponies stamping their hooves on the floor to show their approval. Trixie let out a small smile and nodded to Looker, who started singing. Trixie provided the harmony for the first part, her own lyrics coming a tad after.
Big A, little A, bouncing B
The cat's in the cupboard but it can't catch me. (x4)
External control are you gonna let them get you?
Do you wanna be a prisoner in the ranches that they set you?
You say you want to be yourself, do you think they'll let you?
They're out to get you.
Be exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do
I am me and she is she but you're the only you
No one else has got your eyes, can see the things you've seen
It's up to you to change your life and my life's up to me
Hello, hello, hello, this is the Moon God, can you hear?
Hellfire and damnation's what I've got for you down there
On earth I have ambassadors, batponies, dark guards, cope
We'll blind you with our darkness, you'd best abandon any hope,
We're telling you you'd better pray 'cause you were born in sin
Right from the start we'll build a coop and then we'll lock you in
Hello, hello, hello, now here's a massage from your queen
As figurehead of the status quo I set the social scene
I'm most concerned about my ponies, I'd like to give them peace
So I'm making sure they stay in line with my canterlot armies
Tartarus and my mental homes have ever open doors
For those amongst my ponies who dare to ask for more
Unruliness and disrespect are things I can't allow
So I'll see those fillies grovel if they refuse to bow
Palaces for kings and queens, mansions for the rich
Protection for the wealthy, defence for the privileged
They've learnt the ropes In 'Loosa, engaged in civil war
Fighting for the rulers in their battle against the poor
From queens to local police, in home and street and school
They've got your name and number with their beady eyes on you
We've got to look for methods to undermine those powers
It's time to turn the tables. The future must be ours
Be exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do
I am me and she is she but you're the only you
No one else has got your eyes, can see the things you've seen
It's up to you to change your life and my life's up to me
Trixie looked around, almost worried. She closed her eyes and took a step back, only having barely any time to gulp before she heard the hoots and hollers of the bar patrons stomping their hooves on the ground once more. Trixie opens her eyes wide, a look of bewilderment on her face. She couldn't believe that people would like such...blasphemous lyrics! She turned to Looker, who was already getting all of his stuff together to get off the small stage. Trixie quickly helped him out, carrying a few things before trotting after him. The next band gets on the stage, setting up their instruments. "L-Looker!" Trixie nearly yells when she sits next to him at a table in the bar. "What the hay!? They...They liked it? Me? Us? M-My lyrics?" She sputters out, still flabbergasted at the entire situation
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"Trixie, people come to these kinds of open mic situations to let off steam. Heck, even if some of the ponies didn't agree with you, they sure as hell liked your voice!" Looker quips back, taking a deep breath before a big smile grows on his lips. "You were beautiful out there. We really make a fantastic team, Ms. Lulamoon."
Trixie blushes and looks away, trying to respond just as loud as her response had to be.This wasn't a word she was used to saying, but it's been growing on her more and more the past few days. "T...Thank you, Looker...I really enjoyed myself tonight." She turns to look at him, tilting her head to the side. "Are there...any more venues that we could play at? I feel like we were good enough to get some bits for our singing an-" Looker interrupts her by putting a hoof to her lips. Oh, how she used to hate that. Now it's just a minor annoyance. "I don't like it when you int-" Looker shooshes her, a goofy smile on his face.
"I've already had someone book us for another gig, this one for bits. We're gonna have to play better though! There's much more than bits on the line for this performance. We might be able to get into the Manehatten Music Festival if we manage to luck out." Looker says, laughing a bit after. "My friends always manage to get in, but this year I think we have a really good shot. And...Sorry for interrupting you." He says, rubbing the back of his head and straightening out his mane. The only response from Trixie was a kiss on the cheek and the order of a round of drinks.