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It's a Filk From MP


From: MP
Newsgroups: alt.fan.pratchett
Subject: [I] It's a Filk from MP {guess what...}
Date: Sat, 28 Apr 2001 14:36:39 GMT

It's a Filk From MP
(To the tune of "Bat Out of Hell" - Meatloaf, shorter version)

The newbies are screaming and old farts are howling
Way down on the newsgroup tonight,
There's lurkers in the corners with grins in their eyes
And a laugh ringing to give us a fright.
There's evil in the air and there's chunder to surprise
And alligators on bloodstreaked floors,
Oh and out in the centre where the filkers are rising,
Oh I know I heard a new song out in the open,
It was fitting quite well to the beat.

Oh af-pee you're the only thing in this whole world,
That's pure and good and right,
And wherever you are and wherever you go,
Your're always gonna spread some light.
But I gotta get on,
I gotta filk it more now,
Before I go out for the day,
So I gotta make the most of this filk thing, whatever,
When it's over you know,
You'll have plenty of time to groan.

It's a filk by MP,
It'll be gone when the morning comes,
When the fright is over,
Like a filk from MP,
It'll be gone gone gone,
It's a filk by MP,
It'll be gone when the morning comes,
But until the day is done and the wibble starts
And the pedants are blinding you,
Then like a newbie before the ranks of old farts
It'll start growing and permete through

It's gonna hit his newsgroup like an incontinent ram,
Or a slighty mouldy week old pike,
When they beat up the cat and the readers are hungry,
You know it's gonna end in a fight,
Nothing's ever blank in this sprawling old place,
Nothing is forgotten and lost,
And no-one wears socks,
And no-one's got a face,
And there's always someone who's sloshed,
And I know that I'm damned if I never get out,
And maybe I'm damned if I do,
But you know I'm addicted to this newsgroup,
And I couldn't leave it if I wanted to,
If I gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned
Posting through the night with you
And if I gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned
Gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned
Gotta be damned you know I wanna be damned
Posting through the night,
Posting through the night,
Posting through the night with you.

Oh af-pee you're the only thing in this whole world,
That's pure and good and right,
And wherever you are and wherever you go,
Your're always gonna spread some light.
But I gotta get on,
I gotta filk it more now,
Before I go out for the day,
So I gotta make the most of this filk thing, whatever,
When it's over you know,
You'll have plenty of time to groan.

It's a filk by MP,
It'll be gone when the morning comes,
When the fright is over,
Like a filk from MP,
It'll be gone gone gone,
It's a filk by MP,
It'll be gone when the morning comes,
But until the day is done and the wibble starts
And the pedants are blinding you,
Then like a newbie before the ranks of old farts
It'll start growing and permete through
Then like a newbie before the ranks of old farts
It'll start growing and permete through.

<Notes>
There is a longer version of this song too, which apparently has another couple of verses, but I haven't got that in my collection. If you can managed the line "Then like...farts/It'll...through" (no breathing space!) then you'll manage the whole thing... Should you want to.

Miq?

MP

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