That Don't Float

cmsmith68
Let's see Holly Hunter do this.

zenmaster5280
An entry from my 5 year old nephew:
You can tune a piano, but you can't tuna fish...

LncshrLassinMI
Charlie: Hey guys, I think I found the LOST chord!

captainaeon
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a Piano…

MissingPlane
Charlie: ... and they said a Englishman could never write Surf Music,,I'll show'em!!

And a special LONG caption award for Lion and his extraordinary rendition of “The Piano Man.”

LIONARTist
Its nine oclock on a Wednesday
The refugee crowd shuffles in
Theres an bald man sitting next to me
Watchin love between Sun and Jin.
He says, son, can you play with my memory?
Im not really sure why we're here
But its sad and its sweet and it would really be neat
if I had a cold frosty beer.

La la la, de de daLa la, de de da da da
Sing us a song, youre the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all on this island eternally
because of this ill-fated flight.
Now John killed a boar, he's a friend of mine
He'll get me off drugs really soon.
And he's quick with a knife and he'll save your life
as long as your name isn't Boone.
He says, Chuck, I believe Jack is taunting me.
As the smile ran away from his face.
Well he doesn't believe this is destiny
that we all had to crash in this place.
Oh, la la la, de de daLa la, de de da da da
Now Paulo's a new hunky socialist
who never had lines on the show.
And hes talkin with Hurley whos still kinda burly
And Kate has lost all of her toes.
And the stewardess is practicing camoflauge
As the whisperers slowly go mad.
Yes, they're staring at Locke who is on the black rock.
It's the best ship that he's ever had.
Sing us a song, youre the piano man
Sing us a song tonight
Well, we're all on this island eternally
because of this ill-fated flight.
Its a pretty odd crowd for a Saturday
on the Lost General board on the net.
But they know that its me they've been comin to see
and they're all pretty decent, I bet.
And the piano, it sounds like the salty sea
And the heroin smells like my rear
And they sit on their knees and they punch on their keys
And say, man, what are you doin here?

Oh, la la la, de de daLa la, de de da da da