Melody Karaoke

Melody is the poor man’s Lyrics but hot damn you’ll have a good time there. The rooms are a little bit dingy and run down but they’re cheap, get all your mates to chuck their coinage on the counter and you should be set. The drinks on offer are limited, a handful of beers and some super sugary Vodka Cruisers. Once you’ve parted with your pocket change and have some bottles in hand you can then stumble into your little room and recline on a saggy couch and try with great difficulty to operate the remote. If you’re as drunk as we normally are you’ll probably need to call the staff for help several times, but bless them they’re so patient.
I highly recommend getting wasted and dancing to Kylie Minogue. The beauty of this place is you can rough it up a bit without fear of retribution. We used to actually jump from couch to couch, microphones in hand, screaming Madonna at the top of our lungs and only taking breaks to sneak cigarettes in the corner of the room where the cameras couldn’t spot us. You can’t do shit like that any more but go anyway and get filthy like the rock star that you are.