What a night

Gyatt

Great job!!! Great voice! Keep working!

Still listen and watch this.... he was so cute then!!! X

grow up

Drop it down another 2 octaves i dare you 😉😘

The drums are dreadfully out of time

Not Bad, I like how you've experimented to change things up. There are a few things I didn't like to much such as a couple of the chords used and the Tempo but that's just a personal opinion though so no big deal. It's also cool to find other Musicians within the local area, might come along to see you perform one day if I'm not doing so myself. ;)

Cool song!

niceeeee! by the way-- should we pursuit taking a shot at internet cooperations through Bandhub! I sometimes can record electric guitar ... You and I could perform together at that website! This may be rad!

you are really great i love this song and finally someone actually cover it well :) like what you've done with it :) xx

FIRST COMMENT WOO

I really like it, well done Lee :)

You look grumpy, lighten up!

Stabbings! Murder! Lee! Choose your evil...

Also 2 dislikes, you guys are harsh

I saw all of you at that party you know...

You've lost control of your band, I found no joy out of this cover!

A little less Lee, little more Alex!

My beef is better than yours, damn right it's better than yours, indeed it doth bring all the boys to my back yard.

Bitch please dos thou even hoist, your plays aren't taught in schools but rather mine. Come at me bro! WE GOT BEEF.

Oh, William, thou hast a great ability to be a nob, never forget that I am your master and mentor, it is only my untimely death that stopped me from gaining the recognition you stole from me!

Will Shakey upstages everyone as he is Will Shakey and wrote all dem plays and shit

I have been upstaged....

heres a new one: Bouncy Bouncy Oh such a good time Bouncy Bouncy shoes all in a line Bouncy Bouncy everybody summersalt summersalt summertime everybody sing along Bouncy Bouncy Oh such a good time bouncy bouncy white socks slippin down Bouncy Bouncy stilletos are a no no Bouncy Bouncy OH! Bouncy Bouncy OH! Every Time I Bounce I feel I touch the sky Thank you very much your donations will be avalable at Will Shakeys kick starter campagne shortly GET ME BACK TO WORK!

Remember that time i wrote The Tempest i swear you were with me?

CAESAR Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him

BENVOLIO Neither a borrower nor a lender be; For loan oft loses both itself and friend, and borrowing dulls the edge of husbandry

"This above all: to thine own self be true". thats one of mine if you want the advice

watch?v=pw-J7GbwNV4 Watch me here guys

I am Will Shakey Cower in my Wrath of ENGLISH LITERATURE! I bite my thumb at thee JOLLY GOOD SHOW Chaps

BENVOLIO It was. What sadness lengthens Romeo's hours? ROMEO Not having that, which, having, makes them short. BENVOLIO In love? ROMEO Out-- BENVOLIO Of love? ROMEO Out of her favour, where I am in love.

MONTAGUE I would thou wert so happy by thy stay, To hear true shrift. Come, madam, let's away. Exeunt MONTAGUE and LADY MONTAGUE BENVOLIO Good-morrow, cousin. ROMEO Is the day so young? BENVOLIO But new struck nine. ROMEO Ay me! sad hours seem long. Was that my father that went hence so fast?

BENVOLIO See, where he comes: so please you, step aside; I'll know his grievance, or be much denied.

MONTAGUE I neither know it nor can learn of him. BENVOLIO Have you importuned him by any means?

BENVOLIO My noble uncle, do you know the cause?

Shuts up his windows, locks far daylight out And makes himself an artificial night: Black and portentous must this humour prove, Unless good counsel may the cause remove

MONTAGUE Many a morning hath he there been seen, With tears augmenting the fresh morning dew. Adding to clouds more clouds with his deep sighs; But all so soon as the all-cheering sun Should in the furthest east begin to draw The shady curtains from Aurora's bed, Away from the light steals home my heavy son,

BENVOLIO Madam, an hour before the worshipp'd sun Peer'd forth the golden window of the east, A troubled mind drave me to walk abroad; Where, underneath the grove of sycamore That westward rooteth from the city's side, So early walking did I see your son: Towards him I made, but he was ware of me I, measuring his affections by my own, That most are busied when they're most alone, Pursued my humour not pursuing his, And gladly shunn'd who gladly fled from me.

BENVOLIO Here were the servants of your adversary, And yours, close fighting ere I did approach: I drew to part them: in the instant came The fiery Tybalt, with his sword prepared, Which, as he breathed defiance to my ears, He swung about his head and cut the winds,

To know our further pleasure in this case, To old Free-town, our common judgment-place. Once more, on pain of death, all men depart.

Cast by their grave beseeming ornaments, To wield old partisans, in hands as old, Canker'd with peace, to part your canker'd hate: If ever you disturb our streets again, Your lives shall pay the forfeit of the peace. For this time, all the rest depart away: You Capulet; shall go along with me: And, Montague, come you this afternoon,

PRINCE Rebellious subjects, enemies to peace, Profaners of this neighbour-stained steel,-- Will they not hear? What, ho! you men, you beasts, That quench the fire of your pernicious rage With purple fountains issuing from your veins, On pain of torture, And hear the sentence of your moved prince. Three civil brawls, bred of an airy word, By thee, old Capulet, and Montague, Have thrice disturb'd the quiet of our streets, And made Verona's ancient citizens

MONTAGUE Thou villain Capulet,--Hold me not, let me go. LADY MONTAGUE Thou shalt not stir a foot to seek a foe. Enter PRINCE, with Attendants

First Citizen Clubs, bills, and partisans! strike! beat them down! Down with the Capulets! down with the Montagues! Enter CAPULET in his gown, and LADY CAPULET CAPULET What noise is this? Give me my long sword, ho! LADY CAPULET A crutch, a crutch! why call you for a sword? CAPULET My sword, I say! Old Montague is come, And flourishes his blade in spite of me.

TYBALT What, art thou drawn among these heartless hinds? Turn thee, Benvolio, look upon thy death. BENVOLIO I do but keep the peace: put up thy sword, Or manage it to part these men with me. TYBALT What, drawn, and talk of peace! I hate the word, As I hate hell, all Montagues, and thee: Have at thee, coward! They fight Enter, several of both houses, who join the fray; then enter Citizens, with clubs

GREGORY Say 'better:' here comes one of my master's kinsmen. SAMPSON Yes, better, sir. ABRAHAM You lie. SAMPSON Draw, if you be men. Gregory, remember thy swashing blow. They fight Enter BENVOLIO BENVOLIO Part, fools! Put up your swords; you know not what you do. Beats down their swords Enter TYBALT

GREGORY No. SAMPSON No, sir, I do not bite my thumb at you, sir, but I bite my thumb, sir. GREGORY Do you quarrel, sir? ABRAHAM Quarrel sir! no, sir. SAMPSON If you do, sir, I am for you: I serve as good a man as you. ABRAHAM No better. SAMPSON Well, sir.

GREGORY I will frown as I pass by, and let them take it as they list. SAMPSON Nay, as they dare. I will bite my thumb at them; which is a disgrace to them, if they bear it. Enter ABRAHAM and BALTHASAR ABRAHAM Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? SAMPSON I do bite my thumb, sir. ABRAHAM Do you bite your thumb at us, sir? SAMPSON [Aside to GREGORY] Is the law of our side, if I say ay?

GREGORY 'Tis well thou art not fish; if thou hadst, thou hadst been poor John. Draw thy tool! here comes two of the house of the Montagues. SAMPSON My naked weapon is out: quarrel, I will back thee. GREGORY How! turn thy back and run? SAMPSON Fear me not. GREGORY No, marry; I fear thee! SAMPSON Let us take the law of our sides; let them begin.